"Who... who in the world are you?"
In the span of just a few breaths, the once-bustling mountain peak was left barren, with only two people remaining: Elder Yuan Jiang, who had been injured by Nie Yun, and the president of the auction house.
The president stared at the youth before him in utter shock, his entire world crumbling.
He couldn't fathom how a seemingly Ordinary Primordial Saint Realm expert could possess such terrifying power—enough to casually kill even a super-powerhouse of the Domain Realm!
'If I'd known he was this formidable, I would have just given him the Soul Body for free! Then I wouldn't have lost my fortune and be facing death now.'
"Who am I? Heh. Weren't you trying to kill us? How could you not even know who I am?" Nie Yun chuckled and took a step forward. He appeared before the president and, without any wasted motion, reached out, grabbed him by the neck, and lifted him into the air.
