The Fearsome Dragon Warrior

A tall mountain surrounded by a billow of clouds was carved on the token.

Jerry casually flipped the token to the other side and saw the words 'Mount Everest Sword Association' printed in gold.

Lifting his brows, he looked at the uninvited guest and asked, "What do you want, sir? If you'd like to sell it, please send it to the stage before the auction is over."

The young man paused and remained silent for a moment before he waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "You've mistaken me. I'm not here to sell the token, but I have a favor to ask.

"I don't intend to do you a favor." Jacob placed his right hand on the case with a nonchalant look.

The young man was startled as he didn't expect such a response from Jacob.

Thereafter, he regained his composure and said seriously, "The ancient sword in the case was the master sword of our sword association five hundred years ago. Around a hundred years ago, it was lost due to some accidents. Thank god we finally found it today!"

Jerry cast a glance at the young man and blurted, "You found it? Excuse me, sir. We spent fifty million to bid this sword. Why are you here telling us about your prehistoric story?"

"Of course, we're not the unreasonable kind." The young man waved his hand.

He turned his head to look toward Table No.21 and nodded at the guests at that table before retracting his gaze and continuing with a solemn expression, "This bronze sword is very important to our sword association. As soon as we received the news, my senior and I rushed here immediately. But alas, we didn't bring enough money with us because we only got the news last minute."

Seeing Heidi yawn, Jacob became impatient.

Noticing Jacob's expression, Jerry interrupted the young man and said, "Get to your point."

"Four million!" The man held up four fingers. "Besides, we, the Mount Everest Sword Association, owe you a favor. Please give us the ancient sword."

"Four million and a favor? Do you think we need that money? As for your favor..." Jerry smirked and shook his head with a haughty expression. "We don't need it."

It's so hard to negotiate with them! The young man frowned in distress.

The middle-aged man at Table No.21 who was the companion of this young lad could not sit back anymore. While the auctioneer was introducing the other items passionately, he left his seat and strode toward Jacob's table.

"Hi, everyone." The middle-aged man sat down and posed a courteous gesture to Jacob and the others. Then, he introduced himself in a sonorous voice. "I'm Ludwig Juan from Mount Everest Sword Association. This is my junior, Krish Zelda. I apologize for interrupting you abruptly."

Heidi frowned upon seeing the two strangers and subconsciously hid behind Jacob to avoid the two men.