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Seconds turned into minutes and minutes to hours.

The atmosphere in the main hall of the big theatre was getting hot and tense as the auction progressed. Despite the large air conditioners installed in the venue, it didn't cool the guests down, quite the contrary, all of them were sweating intensely.

If it was during another time, the high position guests would certainly feel uncomfortable but now?

None of the guests cared about the discomfort.

Precious treasures of Artitelgar were brought in front of them one by one.

Prices that could move the hearts of Gods were echoing in everyone's ears.

Everyone's adrenaline was boosted to its peak by the tense auction session and Kairi was one of them.

The gang member that once served as Footer's right-hand man had been through the initial discomfort on the stage and now he was like a fish in water. 

He felt like he was born for the stage, not killing in the streets.

Huu Haaa Huu Haa!