If Heaven Doesn’t Punish You, I Will!

Time passed by quickly. Soon enough, the day of the small-scale auction organized by the Nian clan had arrived.

A group of people could be seen leaving the main entrance of the Fleeting Time Inn at this moment. They were surrounded by powerhouses from the inn and from the Nian clan's auction house on all four sides. These powerhouses, young and old, served as protection for this group of people. They expressionlessly escorted the guests of the inn to the Nian clan's small-scale auction. Most of the guests of the inn stayed in the inn for the protection the inn offered after all.

Duan Ling Tian silently walked behind the group when a young man slowed down and asked him curiously, "Brother, who did you offend?"

"I didn't offend anyone," Duan Ling Tian replied indifferently.