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Chapter 633 The Arrow On The String
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Chapter 633: Chapter 633 The Arrow On The String

This auction wasn’t just about the Capital City Martial Arts Association making money back. It was also their way of showing off their power to everyone watching.

That’s why they couldn’t let anything go wrong during the event.

Having three black and gold robe guys on duty showed just how seriously they were taking this whole thing.

Of course, the Capital City Martial Arts Association had such a high status that nobody had dared to mess with them for years.

"We need to bring in at least ten billion this time," Hawk Thompson told the two black and gold robe figures standing next to him.

Both of them nodded slightly, then said, "That’s not really our problem. We’re just here to keep things peaceful."

Hawk Thompson went quiet, scanning the venue before stepping back to one side.

With just one arm, Hawk Thompson looked pretty weird.

So the Capital City Martial Arts Association didn’t want Hawk Thompson showing his face – it would make them look bad.

This filled Hawk Thompson with even more hate for Mason Raymond.

Time passed quickly, and by eight in the morning, fancy families from all over the country had shown up at the venue.

These families included both martial arts nobles and regular rich folks.

At the entrance, expensive cars had already packed the parking area.

There were tons of Rolls-Royces, Bentleys, and other luxury rides.

They all had one thing in common – they’d brought huge amounts of cash with them.

——

At this moment, a black-robed man sat in a car not far away.

It was Mason Raymond.

I watched the auction house entrance coldly, a flash of nastiness in my eyes.

Right then, I suddenly spotted someone I knew.

"Huh? The Pavilion Master’s here too?"

I saw a graceful figure slowly getting out of a car.

Two other people were with her, one of them being Mya Winona.

With the Pavilion Master’s help, Mya Winona’s face barely showed any injury marks now.

But Mya Winona didn’t look happy – she seemed incredibly depressed instead.

My eyebrows scrunched together, and I muttered, "Does the Pavilion Master want something too?"

Besides the Pavilion Master, I spotted several other familiar faces.

People from the Johansson family, the Ran family, and even the Sean family were all there.

Of course, for top-tier rich families like these, they wouldn’t send their most important members to attend.

"Looks like this auction’s way bigger than I thought," I frowned.

Which meant... the impact of my robbing this auction might be way bigger than I’d imagined!

But the arrow was already on the string – there was no going back. I had no other choice.

The auction was set to start at 10 in the morning, and by 9:30, almost everyone had arrived.

I didn’t rush to make my move, staying in the car to wait quietly.

——

Inside the auction house.

The Pavilion Master closed her eyes slightly, waiting quietly for the auction to begin.

"Finn Darby? I didn’t expect to see you here too."

A voice spoke near the Pavilion Master’s ear.

Looking up, she saw Ivan Sean, Logan Sean’s brother.

These days, Ivan Sean was working with Logan Sean, which was why he controlled part of the Sean family’s core assets.

The Pavilion Master glanced at him but didn’t say anything.

Ivan Sean sat down right next to the Pavilion Master, smiling. "Finn Darby, back then, you went against our Sean family for some Mason Raymond. What happened?"

"Not only did you get nothing out of it, but you also pissed off our Sean family!" Ivan Sean’s face turned ice-cold.

The Pavilion Master looked at Ivan Sean and said calmly, "Pissing off your Sean family – what can you do? Talk tough at me?"

Ivan Sean sneered. "Our Sean family might not have other skills, but we’ve got money! Finn Darby, you’ll slowly find out what happens when you mess with the Sean family."

"Really?" The Pavilion Master snorted lightly.

"Ivan Sean, I hope you don’t get sick one day, or you’ll also learn what happens when you mess with the Divine Alchemist Pavilion."

Hearing this, Ivan couldn’t help but burst out laughing. "You think you can control all the medical resources in the country? Hahaha, that’s a joke!"

"By the same logic, do you think your Sean family can control the entire Pyro nation?" The Pavilion Master didn’t back down.

Ivan Sean replied with a faint smile. "I won’t argue with you, but I’m afraid you won’t get what you want today, hehe."

After saying this, Ivan Sean walked away.

Once he left, Mya Winona couldn’t help asking, "Lord Pavilion Master, who is this guy?"

The Pavilion Master replied, "Ivan Sean, known as the Sean family’s business genius, now controls the Sean family’s economic lifeline."

Mya frowned. "What about Logan Sean? Isn’t he the head of the Sean family?"

The Pavilion Master nodded. "The Sean family is truly a magical family – each of the four brothers has their own strengths."

"Logan Sean is ruthless, Ivan Sean is good at business, Clarence Sean has strong connections, and Soren Sean... has a bit more humanity."

Mya thought about this information and asked, "What about Duane Sean?"

"Together, they make up a complete Duane Sean, which is the magic of the Sean family," the Pavilion Master replied.

Mya Winona nodded, only half understanding. After a moment, she whispered, "Anyway, there are lots of good things."

As she spoke, the auctioneer walked onto the stage.

Then, the door slowly closed.

From backstage, several white-robed martial artists stepped out.

They stood on both sides of the corridor, giving off an impressive and powerful vibe.

In the shadows were Hawk Thompson and three black-gold-robed individuals.

They released their divine senses, covering the entire venue, ready to act fast if anything went wrong.

The auctioneer walked onto the stage and started speaking with a faint smile. "Capital City Martial Arts Association’s annual auction starts now!"

"This time, we’ve prepared a total of thirty auction items for everyone!"

Thirty items – this was the most items the Capital City Martial Arts Association had offered in recent years!

Not only that, but the Capital City Martial Arts Association had also spared no expense preparing several Dharma Treasures!

The reason was simple – the higher-ups realized there was dissatisfaction from above, so they had to put on a good show.

"I must get the Seven-Coloured Glaze at this auction," the Pavilion Master thought.

Soon, the auction started, and various treasures were presented, one after another.

There were ordinary antiques and paintings, as well as magical artifacts and herbs for martial artists.

"The next auction item is the Seven-Coloured Glaze!" Before long, the auctioneer brought out a glaze cup glowing with seven-colored light.

Seeing the glaze cup, the Pavilion Master’s eyes lit up slightly.

"The Seven-Coloured Glaze is a treasure the Capital City Martial Arts Association got from abroad. It’s said to have an incredible effect on refining medicine, making the process twice as efficient with half the effort," the auctioneer said with a faint smile.

"Starting bid, 80 million!"

Someone at the venue quickly called out a bid. In just over ten minutes, the Seven-Coloured Glaze was raised to over 300 million.

"It’s almost time to make a move," the Pavilion Master said.

She slowly raised her hand and said, "500 million."

As soon as she spoke, everyone turned to look at the Pavilion Master.

"It turns out to be the Lord of Medicine God Pavilion." After seeing the Pavilion Master’s face, everyone immediately lost the will to compete.

"This item should be the most suitable one for the Pavilion Master," someone commented.

"800 million!"

However, a harsh voice rang out.

They saw Ivan Sean looking at the Pavilion Master with a half-smile.

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