Face smacking!
One needs to smack as fiercely as possible!
There are many ways to do it, and physical force is not always necessary.
Just like now.
Maxwell's 10 million gold smacked the man to the point of distorting his face and causing him to be enraged. A thick killing intent was coming from his body as he walked one step at a time towards Maxwell. His eyes were fiercely glaring at Maxwell like he wanted to swallow Maxwell whole.
Maxwell was a face full of smiles as he stood there unmoving.
The two bodyguards behind that man quickly walked up and whispered to him, "Young lord, don't act recklessly."
"This place is the Great Alliance's auction house."
"When the auction is over, I will personally kill him, so please endure it for now."
Indeed…
This was the Great Alliance's auction house, and no one can arbitrarily cause trouble here.
