Thinking so to himself,
Bai Le's gaze once again turned towards the window of Suite 6 and coldly glanced at Mo Wangchen.
"Uh?"
Seeing the flash of cold light in Bai Le's eyes, Mo Wangchen couldn't help but frown.
He felt an inexplicable killing intent emanating from the other man.
However, Mo Wangchen quickly scoffed internally, deciding that if the other party didn't provoke him, well and good, but if he did, it would be his own fault for seeking death.
Conflicts at the auction venue had obviously become commonplace.
Not only Mo Wangchen, at this moment, everyone present could vaguely feel the murderous intent radiating from Bai Le.
Was he planning to kill and rob Mo Wangchen after the auction ended?
"Xiaotian Sect..."
On the auction stage, Lin Xiaxue was also frowning, obviously worried for Mo Wangchen.
The other party was a guest of the Tianyuan Auction, and if he was intercepted after winning an item and leaving, it would reflect poorly on the Tianyuan Auction.
