Auction VII

"What? I may not be the golden buddha you're all expecting, but I'm a walking gold, still!" Inigo exclaimed, spreading his hands up, shrugging nonchalantly.

"Maybe, a demigod since it's my second life!"

"Inigo… what is he --" Zoey turned to Nikolai, wanting to ask him if he was colluding with Inigo all along.

However, since Nikolai took off his mask, Zoey saw his surprised expression as well. He didn't know of this.

"Why, of all time, is he here?" Nikolai's eyes widened, glinting with killing intent as if all his attention from Zoey all shifted to Inigo, his brother.

"Sir, you can't just come here." The auctioneer called out while putting the mic away.

"Ah?" Inigo cocked his head to the side, casting him a baffled look.

"Security!" The auctioneer yelled, turning his head to the people in-charge of security.