Marcus slowly swept his gaze across the arena.
The auction was being held inside the massive Dragon's Peak Citadel Arena. At its center stood a raised platform nearly five meters tall, imposing and impossible to ignore, with the auction block placed prominently at the front. According to the schedule, precisely at eight o'clock, Old Vine would step onto that block and officially begin the bidding.
Directly in front of the platform lay the VIP Section.
One hundred seats were arranged neatly in rows, and every single one of them was already occupied. From Marcus's position, he could see the faces of most of the VIPs clearly. Nearly ninety percent of them had not bothered to hide their appearances at all. The players seated in the front rows were especially eye-catching, each one carrying themselves with unmistakable confidence, even arrogance, their posture and demeanor making it obvious they were either extremely wealthy, extremely powerful, or both.
