Chapter 1170: Chapter 1170: VIP Area
"Trying to escape?"
Just as the Campbell Family mbers were feeling an inexplicable shock at the auction house backstage due to the Grade One Return-Life Pill with a ’ninety-one percent’ purity, a flat voice rang out, drawing everyone’s attention.
Wyatt Barnes casually raised his hand, and with an invisible force, he pulled back Liam Campbell, who was trying to escape from the auction house backstage.
Wyatt’s hand ford the shape of choking a neck.
And it was as if Liam’s neck was being choked by an ’invisible hand’ made of this unseen power, his face turned red as he was suspended in mid-air, his pupils dilated and round, unable to utter a single sound.
"Please have rcy, sir!"
Justin Campbell looked towards Wyatt, hastily speaking.
"rcy?"
Wyatt glanced at Justin indifferently and retorted, "Do you think... that’s possible?"
"Sir, Liam is the only son of our Campbell Family’s Grand Elder... If you kill him, it would bring no benefits to you."
Seeing his softer approach failing, Justin took a harder stance.
He then hurriedly continued, as if he was afraid Wyatt did not know the power of their Grand Elder, "Our Grand Elder is one of the strongest in the Campbell Family... he is at the ’Level Eight Martial Emperor Realm’!"
"Although I am a seventh-order Martial Emperor, if I faced our Grand Elder, I would undoubtedly die with just one encounter."
Justin further emphasized the Grand Elder’s formidable strength.
"The Grand Elder of the Campbell Family? Level Eight Martial Emperor Realm?"
However, Wyatt was unimpressed by Justin’s words, glancing at him indifferently before the hand shaped like it was choking a neck suddenly clenched tightly.
Crack!
The crisp sound of breaking bones echoed, not very loud, but it startled everyone except for Wyatt and Winnie Roro.
All the mbers of the Campbell Family, including Justin, changed color.
Boom!
Liam, whose neck had been crushed to death by Wyatt, fell to the ground, his body’s ’Mystic Fragnt’ becoming Wyatt’s spoils of war, and the Storage Ring also fell into Wyatt’s hands.
"You... you..."
Justin looked at Wyatt, speechless for a long while, completely shocked by his actions.
Daring to kill the only son of their Campbell Family’s Grand Elder.
In his view, this young man was done for, absolutely done for!
Most of the Campbell Family mbers shared Justin’s view.
However, a small portion of the Campbell Family mbers thought differently.
"From the mont he entered our auction house backstage, his expression has always been calm, never showing any signs of panic... At first, I thought it was deliberate. Only now do I realize, he never took us seriously at all."
"Even now, having killed Liam, the only son of our Grand Elder, his face shows no hint of fear... It seems he is not afraid of the Grand Elder."
"Not afraid of the Grand Elder? How strong must his background be?"
"He just said that the spirit sword with a ’ninety percent’ enhancent and the Grade One Artifact he brought were crafted by an Artifact Refiner from his Sect... A Sect capable of having such Artifact-Refining skills must be no ordinary Sect!"
"Perhaps, he is a disciple from a first-rate Sect in the central inland region!"
...
A small portion of the Campbell Family mbers whispered among themselves.
The inland was considered the central region of Cloud Skies Continent, with a higher concentration of powerful individuals.
And at the heart of the inland lay the core area of Cloud Skies Continent, where the mighty were even more abundant and stronger.
Hearing the whispers of that small portion of the Campbell Family mbers, including Justin, most of the Campbell Family mbers also felt that their words made sense, and their expressions beca solemn.
Indeed.
An Artifact Refiner capable of crafting a spirit sword with a ’ninety percent’ increase in strength could not possibly join an ordinary Sect!
While the Campbell Family was also a first-rate power, when compared to many other first-rate powers in the inland, it could only be placed at the bottom, considered the weakest among the first-rate powers of Cloud Skies Continent.
The closer to the central inland region, the stronger the ’first-rate powers’ in that area were.
"May I ask, young master, which Sect do you belong to?"
Justin took a deep breath and asked Wyatt.
"Which Sect I am from, you will naturally find out soon enough... For now, take out my belongings from Liam’s Storage Ring, so that your Campbell Family mbers can’t accuse
of framing him!"
In response to Justin’s question, Wyatt replied indifferently and tossed Liam’s Storage Ring to Justin.
Justin gave Wyatt a complex look, then quickly claid ownership of Liam’s Storage Ring with his blood, and soon took out a spirit sword and a Pill dicine.
Whoosh!
Although they were ntally prepared, when they saw Justin take out the ’stolen goods’ from Liam’s Storage Ring, the Campbell Family mbers present were taken aback.
As they were shocked, they looked at Liam’s body with contempt.
"What a disgrace to our Campbell Family!"
"Even as the son of the Grand Elder... he has lost all face for the Campbell Family."
...
Even though Liam was now just a corpse, many still sneered at him.
"Put the sword and the Pill back, unbind the Storage Ring and return it to . As for the sword and the Pill dicine from earlier, if you, the Campbell Family auction house are willing to auction them for , I will leave them to you... If not, I’ll take my items and leave."
Wyatt looked at Justin, speaking plainly.
"Of course we are willing!"
Justin responded without any hesitation, "Not only that, the Campbell Family auction house will auction these two items for you without charging any fees."
While speaking, Justin Campbell put the sword and Pill dicine that he had just taken out back into the Storage Ring that Liam Campbell had left behind, then he removed the ring’s ownership recognition and returned it to Wyatt Barnes.
"Then, I owe you my thanks, Manager Justin Campbell," Wyatt Barnes said with a profound look at Justin Campbell.
"Don’t ntion it."
Facing this young man who was not afraid of their Campbell Family’s Grand Elder, before knowing his background, Justin Campbell dared not neglect him, fearing that he might provoke soone untouchable.
"Moreover... her, how do you wish to deal with her?"
Soon after, Justin Campbell turned to the woman standing by the side, who had already been trembling with fear, and asked Wyatt Barnes.
Thump!
Almost the mont Justin Campbell’s words ended, the woman knelt before Wyatt Barnes with a ’bang bang,’ kowtowing vigorously, "Guest, I know I have made a mistake, and you have every right to take my life."
"However, I hope you will show rcy after I am dead and spare my family mbers."
The woman was not pleading for her own life but for her family’s safety, deeply afraid that Wyatt Barnes might take his anger out on them.
"Seeing as you previously used Origin Force to communicate the reasons to ... I’ll not hold this against you." Wyatt Barnes said indifferently.
"Thank you, guest, thank you." The woman hastily expressed her gratitude.
"The guest is not holding it against you, why aren’t you standing up? The auction is about to start... lead the guest to the ’VIP area’ quickly. You better take good care of the guest for , or else don’t bother coming back," Justin Campbell said, frowning as he saw the woman still kneeling on the ground.
"Yes, yes."
Upon hearing this, the woman quickly regained her senses, stood up hastily, and turned to Wyatt Barnes and Winnie Roro, "Guests, please follow ."
Following that, she led the way with Wyatt Barnes and Winnie closely behind.
After Wyatt Barnes left, the backstage of the Campbell Family auction house once again fell into silence.
"You, send Liam Campbell’s body back to the family... and also, inform the family head about today’s events. Tell him that it would be best not to disturb the Grand Elder in seclusion or take any initiative before we find out the background of that young man in purple," Justin Campbell looked at a Campbell Family mber and spoke with evident caution, "I always feel he is no ordinary individual."
"Yes."
The Campbell Family mber replied respectfully, picked up Liam Campbell’s body, and departed.
"Everyone, get ready... the auction is about to begin."
Justin Campbell told the others.
"Yes."
The crowd responded in unison.
On the other side.
Under the guidance of the woman, Wyatt Barnes and Winnie Roro smoothly reached a region closest to the auction stage, the so-called ’VIP area.’
In this area, there were also several independent pavilions. So pavilions had only one person, while others were filled with groups of three or five, chatting rrily among themselves, clearly having co together.
"There are people wearing masks?"
Soon, Wyatt Barnes noticed that many people in the VIP area were wearing masks, seemingly fearful of being recognized.
He could vaguely guess their intentions.
They were probably worried that winning bids at the auction could attract the covetous eyes of others. Wearing a mask would an no one knew it was they who won the items.
Later, they could simply remove the masks and leave like nothing had happened.
"Guest, please."
The woman invited Wyatt Barnes and Winnie Roro into an empty pavilion. Inside the pavilion, there were stone tables and stone benches, with fine wine, delicious foods, and fresh fruits laid out on the stone tables.
After Wyatt Barnes and Winnie Roro sat down, the woman stood in front of the pavilion and said to them, "If you need anything, please feel free to call ."
Having said that, the woman remained standing in front of the pavilion.
In the VIP area, there were quite a few pavilions, but the only one with soone from the Campbell Family auction house standing guard was the pavilion where Wyatt Barnes and Winnie Roro were located.
For a mont, this exceptional pavilion attracted quite a bit of attention.
"Who is this person that they are treated so grandly, with soone personally attending to them?"
Many people were curious.
Not far from Wyatt’s pavilion, there was a young man in brocade robes sitting in another pavilion.
Behind the young man, an old man stood like a shadow, close by.
"I would like to see who it is that gets such treatnt from the Campbell Family. Even this Young Master doesn’t have anyone to serve him!"
Upon hearing the surrounding murmurs and seeing the woman standing in front of the not too distant pavilion, the brocade-clad young man’s expression turned slightly somber.
Following that, he stood up, took the old man with him, and headed toward that pavilion.
"The guests here have already been taken," the woman by Wyatt’s pavilion stopped the brocade-clad young man and the old man from barging in, smiling as she spoke, "Please find another place, guests."
"Scram!"
The brocade-clad young man, already feeling unbalanced in his heart, was instantly enraged when the woman blocked his way. He raised his hand, and with a palm strike swift as lightning, he lashed out.
Boom!
A loud explosion followed as the woman was blown to pieces, her blood mist spraying into the pavilion.
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