The Auction Have Been Postponed

Once the job was done, Yuan looked at King Richard and Prince Tristan with a surprised expression, having been so focused on the monster that he'd completely ignored their presence.

"King Richard, Prince Tristan—it's good to see you both doing well. Very well, in fact," Yuan said with a friendly smile as he recognized their familiar faces.

"Ah, Yuan! With God's blessing, we're doing really well," King Richard replied with a small smile, retrieving his sword and securing it at his waist. "But it seems you've grown even stronger. You eliminated that monster so easily!"

"Indeed," Prince Tristan added, his expression still filled with surprise. "I was speechless watching you. My eyes couldn't even keep up with your ludicrous speed."

In the blink of an eye, Yuan had reduced the monster to nothing more than a pile of mangled flesh, a testament to both his unparalleled swordsmanship and overwhelming power—so much so that it hardly seemed real.