Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

"Oh! Fren Zhuge!" Zen nodded and repeated, "Is he the one who is usually called the Loony Fren?"

Vivan grinned, "It seems that you have heard of my master's nickname..."

"Just tell him to die," replied Zen as he sneered at Vivan in disgust.

At the moment, Vivan stood on the spot stiffly with a fixed grin. She had thought that Zen would comply with her request after learning of her master's identity. She hadn't expected Zen to refuse so firmly.

Zen dared to speak so haughtily, implying that he was not afraid of Fren at all.

A hint of life vitality scattered out from Vivan's hair...

Vivan's straight hair curled and surged like the waves of the sea. Then they rose in spirals to form five cones. In the next instant, they pointed at Zen, like five spinning drilling bits. She threatened, "Anyone who has dared to offend my master has died. Do you want to die as well?"

Zen smiled, pointed to the auction hall, and cautioned, "Huh, do you want to fight me now? You'd better take a look around and see where you are."

The dispute in the room immediately drew the attention of the people in the auction house.

Noticing the strange situation, a few guards of the Zhang Clan approached Zen's room. Blessed Auction House was obliged to keep its customers safe, and fighting was absolutely prohibited in the auction house.

her life vitality. She snorted

her receding figure, Zen smirked and shouted, "Twenty-four thousand and

knew that Zen

the boy say?" asked Fren

said you

said, "How dare he speak like that? I haven't been in such a situation for a long time! In

she heard Fren. She asked, "Why do you quit, master?

Principle, I will not be able to get it back. It's better to give up now. If the boy obtains the book, all I need to do is

face as she understood

the Weapon Refining Principle from Zen when he was in the Blessed Auction House. But Zen would leave the auction house eventually and then, Fren would get his chance. Since

for the Weapon

according to the rules, Zen must offer enough cubic crystals to take ownership of the Weapon Refining Principle. Since Zen's crystal core of the fire scorpion lion had not been auctioned, he didn't have the crystals needed to complete

still have two treasures to auction. Initially, they were supposed to be the finales of the auction, but now, we have decided to

Nestor finished speaking, he took

thread of life vitality came out from his left hand and floated to the

jade bottle, one drop after another, just like tiny droplets of water, but with a metallic