300 Fear

The Aura covering Salen's body was getting dimmer and dimmer and the flaming snake wrapping around his arm was becoming so hot that it was emitting a blinding glow.

"Fuck, what are the guards doing? Hurry up and save me! I am a Black Iron VIP! You can't do this to me!"

Salen's shouts echoed loudly throughout the hall.

But no one answered.

Not only were there a few dozen Great Swordsmen guarding the auction hall, but there were also a few guard leaders who were Expert Swordsmen. There was also Ritch, who was a High Mage, as well as an Archmage keeping watch. This was necessary to maintain order in the auction hall. The Black Horn chamber of commerce's reputation wasn't for nothing.

But none of these people who should have been maintaining order moved.

They all remained at their assigned spots, as if they couldn't see what was happening.