Green Cliff Auction House.
Qin Chen had just entered the venue when he saw a familiar face.
It was Feng Rui, who had previously clashed with him, along with his woman, Rong Xinmei.
And at this moment, next to Feng Rui, there were several guards, likely all from the Feng Family.
Seeing Qin Chen, a hint of coldness flashed in Feng Rui's eyes.
"Bumpkin, the hall is already full," Feng Rui said.
What he said was true.
The public hall of the auction house was indeed full.
"Hmm."
Qin Chen nodded, paying no attention, and walked directly past Feng Rui.
Feng Rui's expression suddenly stiffened.
"Didn't you hear? I said the positions in the auction house are already full!"
"There's no room left!" Feng Rui repeated.
"I heard you." Qin Chen nodded to Feng Rui and then proceeded to walk into the auction house.
"Is there something wrong with his mind? Young Master Feng, you said it so clearly, yet he's still going inside?"
