The Child of the Fallen God was acting ostentatiously, standing there with a grin on his face, his arrogance and self-confidence completely unmasked, forcing the others into silence.
"Go ahead, enjoy your arrogance for now. When the time comes, I'll take your head!" the Divine Striking Stone shouted furiously, its voice crackling with anger.
"Silence!"
At that moment, the elder in the auction house spoke, employing the Fat Bull's Roar Talent. The entire hall shook thunderously, clearly indicating he was a formidable expert.
All around, the crowd fell silent, like cicadas frozen in a winter's chill. Whether it was the overwhelming presence of the Child of the Fallen God or the elder's resonant roar, they all felt utterly insignificant, not worth mentioning.
In the end, no one contested the Child of the Fallen God for the Bone Chart. He successfully won the bid, just barely above the starting price.
