Auction Begins

Max slowly headed back towards the VIP room. He couldn't do anything. The security was too tight. A wise man knew when to fight and when to back down.

''Hm….' Max noticed that the staff member's behavior had changed. Their slightly hunched backs had turned upright. They seemed to be working much more diligently.

'Don't tell me some big shot is coming? Well, it hasn't got anything to do with me.'

Max quietly left the hallway and after a few minutes, a commotion rose on the entrance.

The manager of the auction house immediately ran out to welcome the person and to most people's surprise, it was a young man in his 20s. He looked good and had an average height. There seemed to be an aura of nobility around him.

"Welcome, Sir! It's my pleasure to be able to serve you." The manager respectfully said to the man.

He clearly knew about this man's identity. He was the youngest son of the Dark Lord. The leader of the Dark Society.