121: Gao family leader

But just as the Host was about to bring the hammer down hard.

The doors of the Auction House were kicked open!

"Wait!" A sudden, aged voice rang out.

A group of people appeared at the entrance of the Auction House.

They were all dressed in identical black robes, and the leader was an old man.

The old man had trouble walking; he leaned on a cane, moving slowly, with a maid gently supporting him by his side.

Following behind the old man were over twenty experts; these must be the Guards.

"What a grand entrance," Nan Qingyue exclaimed, her attention drawn to them.

Even the dignified Young Sect Leader of the Divine Sword Sect, Li Changfeng, did not have such a grand display.

Who exactly was this old man?

It seemed his influence in Yizhou was not weak at all!

And just at this moment.

Zhang Yun suddenly hid his head under his chair, his body trembling as if he were terrified of the person who had arrived.

"What is it? What are you afraid of?" Nan Qingyue asked curiously.

"Shh, don't speak!" Zhang Yun said with a grim face. He frowned deeply and took a sharp breath, trying to calm himself down in this way.

"No, I mean, what is wrong with you? What are you afraid of?" Nan Qingyue was puzzled.

The old man who arrived looked quite influential, but surely he shouldn't be able to scare someone to this extent?

Could it be that there was some grudge between Zhang Yun and this old man?

"Qingyue, come back." Li Changfeng frowned and reached out to pull Nan Qingyue back.

"Master!" Nan Qingyue pouted and let out a long sigh.

"Be careful, this person is not simple." Li Changfeng's face was grim, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

After hearing this, Nan Qingyue could only nod gently.

Since Li Changfeng had spoken to this extent, Nan Qingyue naturally wouldn't say anything more.

"Elder Gao, what are you doing?" The Host recognized him at a glance as the Head of the Gao Family.

The Host was very respectful toward Elder Gao.

Elder Gao's face was grim, and he wore a stern expression. "What? Can't an old man like me come to the Auction House to take a look?"

"Is this how Mulan Manor treats its guests?"

"What a disgrace!"

After saying this, Elder Gao swept his large sleeves, displaying his arrogance.

After all, Elder Gao was a man of renown in Yizhou, and his words carried some authority.

And just at this moment.

The Host forced a smile, "Elder Gao, please don't misunderstand. Our Auction House has always welcomed you."

"Is that so?" Elder Gao snorted coldly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

This old man looked like a rigid person; he would definitely be hard to deal with.

"Elder Gao, please come inside. It is not good to be standing." The Host hurriedly had someone lead Elder Gao to a seat.

Although Mulan Manor was the best in the world, it was not the best in Yizhou.

There was still the Gao Family in Yizhou, and for Mulan Manor,

the Gao Family had always been a serious threat. If the Gao Family was submissive, it would be fine, but if they were not, they would be wiped out!

Mulan Manor's ambition must be fulfilled!

"Let's go." Elder Gao swept his sleeves and moved with light steps, heading straight to his seat.

The Guards behind Elder Gao held their heads high; these people looked like they were not to be trifled with.

Furthermore, these Guards carried Long Sabers in their hands, and cold glints flashed in their eyes, as if they were already prepared to strike.

Facing this scene, if the Host hadn't reacted quickly, he might not have been able to handle it.

"Alright, let us continue the auction!" The Host raised his hand and gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

At the same time, the Host also took a sharp breath; he was using this method to calm himself down.

Facing Elder Gao, the Host was also somewhat nervous.

After all, Elder Gao was a renowned figure in Yizhou, and he should be handled with care.

"seven treasures glazed tile, sold for a price of ten thousand taels of gold! Congratulations, Boss Gao!" The Host raised his hammer and brought it down heavily.

Gao Shen, the owner of the money firm, slowly stood up. He glanced around and finally raised his hand to greet the Host on the high platform.

Seeing this scene,

Elder Gao's face was grim, and his brows were tightly knit.

Subsequently, Elder Gao turned back, and the direction he was looking at was the high platform.

"What is the meaning of this, Mulan Manor?" Elder Gao shouted coldly.

"What is wrong, Elder Gao?" After hearing this, the Host was visibly nervous.

After all, the Host did not want to offend Elder Gao.

The Gao Family was, after all, a prestigious family in Yizhou.

Mulan Manor did not want to tear down the facade with the Gao Family yet.

"The Gao Family has not yet bid, what right do you have to auction it off?" Elder Gao said coldly.

Facing Elder Gao's questioning, the Host took a sharp breath, trying hard to calm himself down.

After a long while,

the Host recovered his senses, "Elder Gao, actually, a bid was already made just now."

"I am saying that the Gao Family did not bid." Elder Gao's face was grim, wearing a stern expression.

The anger in Elder Gao's heart was ignited instantly.

They clearly didn't have the Gao Family in their eyes.

"But this..." The Host was in a difficult position and let out a long sigh.

"All the auction items in the Auction House today, the Gao Family wants them. Everyone, please return home." Elder Gao held his head high, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Elder Gao was using this method to let these people know

who was in charge of Yizhou.

But after hearing this, there were naturally quite a few people in the Auction House who were displeased.

However, facing Elder Gao, they had no way to deal with it.

"I am asking you, how much was the bid for the item just now?" Elder Gao said coldly with a grim face.

"Ten thousand taels of gold." The Host said slowly.

After all, not knowing exactly what Elder Gao wanted to do, the Host dared not speak recklessly.

The Gao Family, after all, had some prestige in Yizhou.

"My Gao Family bids twenty thousand taels. No matter what it is, I want it." Elder Gao held his head high, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

But after hearing this,

the Host was naturally happy; the higher the price sold, the more money he would get.

However, the Auction House still had a rule: first come, first served.

Since the seven treasures glazed tile had already been auctioned off, how could it be brought back for re-auction?

"Elder Gao, this is a bit difficult to handle." The Host took a sharp breath, first making himself calm down.

Subsequently, the Host looked up at Elder Gao.

"What other concerns do you have?" Elder Gao was puzzled, his face grim as he said this coldly.

"This item has already been auctioned off. Why don't you ask Boss Gao Shen?" The Host dared not take the responsibility.

The Host was simply throwing this problem to Gao Shen.

As long as Gao Shen agreed, the Auction House would not say anything.

But if Gao Shen did not agree, it would not be the Auction House offending the Gao Family; let the Gao Family and Gao Shen fight it out.