"Mr. Zhou, take a look at the situation around you..."
Yue Sihan's heart was growing anxious as he scanned the surroundings. The crowd surged and moved, and the Curse Forbidden Masters gathered at the auction entrance stared in their direction, whispering among themselves. Their gazes were filled with anger, and some with schadenfreude.
Some were friends or companions of the victims, or those who had narrowly escaped. Their anger was understandable. However, the others clearly harbored ill intent.
Of course, just because they couldn't break through Limp Seventh Brother's Barrier, didn't mean they feared this group of outsiders. It was just… dealing with this would be a headache. After all, they were still guests.
Yue Sihan had a hunch that after today, regardless of the outcome, the reputation of the Shanyin Ghost Market's operation team would take a nosedive.
"Have you forgotten someone?"
Li Ruizhu interjected coldly.
