The auction house

Li Tian and the fatty were walking towards the spirit city's arena. The surrounding crowd was walking in the same direction as them. It could be seen that everyone was very enthusiastic about the final selection.

"Today is the last day of the competition. The Rogue cultivators and commoner forces of the spirit city will be selecting a group of people. The major forces will be participating in the real selection competition."

The Fatty's eyebrows furrowed as he spoke about Li Tian.

Li Tian looked at him and said,"Are you afraid of meeting Feng Qiao?"

"Swish!" "Why would I be afraid of that?" the fat man sneered.

"Then what's with your bitter and hateful look?" Li Tian laughed as he looked at fatty.

Fatty choked. He wanted to say something but gave up in the end.

He snorted and ignored Li Tian. He turned around and looked around.

"Li Tian!" "Li Tian!" The fat man suddenly called out. He waved his hand and said,"Li Tian!"