Charles glared at the person kneeling on the ground, feeling the flames in his heart surging outward. He closed his eyes to calm his emotions before asking,
"Who took that item at the auction? Why don't you just buy it back from him?"
The person, upon hearing Charles's words, became even more desolate. He closed his eyes before speaking to Charles,
"The person who took the item is Mr. Ning Fan, who showcased great skills in the previous martial arts tournament. I initially made the request, but he just glanced at me and neither agreed nor disagreed, then walked away…"
As he said this, he sneaked a look at Charles's expression, seeing it grow more and more sinister, he couldn't help but shiver.
This time, isn't he really going to crash?
Charles closed his eyes tightly and finally took a deep breath before asking,
"Didn't you continue to ask him, saying this item is very important to a friend of yours?"
