It did not take Elder Mulon up to one six seconds before he reached the auction hall.
His head snapped in the direction of Lucien's private box, and his pupils shook when he didn't sense Lucien's aura in his private box.
"Shit."
He immediately dashed toward the stairs, but the moment he was about to place his foot on the first step, he saw Lucien appear from the corner of the stairs.
Bang
Due to the speed he was running with, he had to use a lot of force and power to come to a stop, causing cracks to appear on the first step beneath his foot.
"Young master Lucien?"
He looked at the unmistakable figure of Lucien with a surprised expression.
He looked at the private box then at Lucien once again.
"Why are you down here and not in the safety of your private box? It was specifically prepared to protect you even from the attacks of a Supreme Greater Demon."
Lucien looked at the old Frostborn, then he calmly walked down the stairs.
