After taking a deep breath, Zheng Yiqi said, "Elder Mo, I am a Direct Disciple of the Dao Qi Sect, today..."
"Bang!" Before he could finish, Mo Pinfan slapped him through the air, sending him flying once more.
This time, Zheng Yiqi lay on the ground, continuously coughing up blood, like a dead dog.
The others shivered suddenly, all behaving themselves at once.
Mo Pinfan said coldly, "The rules of the Heavenly Dragon Auction House, for so many years, no one dared to defy them. You few dared to be so arrogant and presumptuous just because you are disciples of the Hidden Sect. You deserved to be punished by me!"
Zheng Yiqi immediately knelt on the ground, repeatedly begging for mercy.
Mo Pinfan snorted coldly, ignoring him, and instead came to Chen Xiao, respectfully asking, "This young friend, may I ask how you wish to deal with them?!"
