The harsh declaration of 10 million disappeared completely. Was this not a disruption? It was brave to show up in the square. Among the observers, the major powers silently looked at each other...

Shirley, with her harmless doe-eyed innocence, wondered who would be audacious enough to cause trouble. In a soft voice, she said, "Pretending to be a ghost is a real feat. If you have the guts, come out."

Shirley, seemingly delicate on the outside, held a terrifying strength. She had achieved peak performance at Rank 2, the so-called First, Second, and Third Ranks were all traditional terms from Freedom Port in Maraca. Above that, was a monster tier.

The auctioneer held his hand mid-air, not sure whether to drop it or not. A hasty move could result in an unintended consequence. He looked at Shirley for guidance. Shirley neither affirmed nor denied, as if to say, it's your call.

Well... No choice, the awkwardly positioned auctioneer had to make a decision. Down it goes! With the striking of the gavel, the Gallia club was finally sold for 100,000 Federal Coins!

Regional representatives and federation spectators felt a stab in their hearts... A 7-star club that provided entertainment, food, and relaxation was sold for a mere 100,000 Federal Coins. Could you believe it? No one dared to bid higher, and the common people could only watch the situation unfold. Even many Federal tycoons sighed hopelessly. This was robbery in the name of an auction, one couldn't get more bullied than this.

"Mama, look, there's a person up there!" a little boy pointed up into the sky.

The woman followed her son's finger and saw a shadowy figure atop a building, staring intently at the square. Ordinary people couldn't make out who it was due to the distance.

Following the boy's remark, people in the crowd started to cast curious glances toward the figure.

"Sorry to disturb you all, don't mind me, please continue." The man in black stood tall with a sniper rifle slung behind him. After speaking, he looked up at the sky as if he had seen through the worldly vanity. A military saber was dancing in his hand, flashing coldly.

His abrupt voice sparked curiosity among the representatives of the four major powers. As representatives of the top-tier factions, they each had some strength. A few looks around, and they indeed found the man. When their eyes landed on the man in black, they were all stunned!

Wasn't that the BOSS who defeated Gomez yesterday? No trace of him was found afterward. It was the second day before he showed up, the real slowpoke.

Feng Yi shrugged nonchalantly, signaling it's none of his business. Damn it, I risked my life to defeat you and now you're here to enjoy the spoils? Destroying the landscape on the way — okay, go on, bid as much as you want, if I move, I lose. At this point, no matter what is said, it's all just stories and jokes, nothing else matters.

The auctioneer had already unveiled the second item: land contract of Gro District in Catherine's city. This contract was worth considerably more than the property in Gallia, as businessmen in the Gro District paid taxes on time every month. However, when the auctioneer announced the Gro District land contract, none of the major powers made a bid.

Well...This was awkward. What just happened? Or maybe it was inappropriate to strike the gavel just now. The auctioneer, now sweaty, looked around and tentatively asked, "Anyone bidding for the land contract of the Gro District in Catherine's city?" No one responded even after he asked twice. With a hard swallow, the auctioneer unveiled the third item.

The third item was the land usage rights for Phellor Avenue in Catherine's city — Phellor Avenue, a paradise for vintage enthusiasts. Walking down Phellor Avenue, you'd come across lush gardens and peace doves flying in the sky, a scene that warmed the heart. The streets were filled with a medieval nostalgia, quaint yet sophisticated, like a peaceful town. Of course, Phellor Avenue was also a microcosm of various pedestrian zones in the city.

However, it was strange. Even when the auctioneer announced the starting price of Phellor Avenue, which held the highest commercial value, no one made a bid. Not even the four major powers responded, let alone the ordinary people. Most didn't know what had happened, only a few perceived the peculiarity.

The biggest change in expression was from Shirley. Her gentle face still held a calm smile, but there were subtle signs of her furrowing her brow. She was the first to react, standing up slowly without bidding, and gently whispered, "Let's go."

The man in black simply exchanged a glance and said quietly, "Yes, ma'am."

Just as his voice fell, a black light suddenly fell from the sky like a meteor. Accompanied by a thunderous boom...The ground splintered, and a whirlwind expanded throughout the auction site, blowing everyone away...

Standing there was a masked warrior in black, proclaiming, "Nobody leaves, the auction is not over."

Across Maraca's Freedom Port, who was so tired of living that they would dare to detain the four major powers? But a black-clad warrior...Even the powerful Gomez was defeated, which was somewhat frightening.

"B-But..." Stammering, Shirley felt a bitter taste in her mouth. It seemed like she wanted to say something but couldn't find any words.

The guy standing in front of her held not only extraordinary power but also a mysterious identity. He could be termed as a formidable opponent or an outlaw. He was a big and stinky trouble that she couldn't avoid or handle. Not to mention what happened to Gomez yesterday, if she became an enemy of this black-clad man who had no hesitation to go straight to people's home, even Lord Hong who was weaker than Gomez would be in danger.

This existence was terrifying. Besides, he didn't show up when Gomez was defeated yesterday, but decided to make his second appearance when the four major powers believed the heat had died down. If she had known, she wouldn't have dipped her toe in this muddy pool. If the 10 million Federal Coins was his demand just now, there would be trouble.. To give or not to give?

Shirley tried to control her emotions, making herself as composed as she could. She squeezed out a smile and sat back down on the chair.

The man in black didn't seem bothered. He casually leaned against some equipment nearby, took out a flask, and began drinking carelessly.

The venue fell into awkward silence...After a long pause, the auctioneer finally announced the fifth item. Then the sixth, the seventh, the eighth... but no matter what, no bidding occurred from the four major powers. The reason was simple. Not only did Shirley know the strength of the man in black, the representatives of the other four major powers were also well aware of Feng Yi's capabilities.

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