Enzo's anger was replaced with a deep sense of fear. He hissed, "Andrew, you actually hit me on our family's territory? I'm telling you, this can be a small deal or a huge one. Hitting me might be nothing, but humiliating the Reyes family's reputation? That's a massive problem." Looking down at the cowardly fool at his feet, Andrew laughed. He slowly pulled his leg back and said dismissively, "The Reyes family's reputation is indeed a big deal, but I came here today without giving a damn about any of that. I'm just here to do business, yet the Reyes Grand Auction House not only made things difficult for a customer but also threatened me." He mocked, "Oh my, I'm so scared! And when I get scared, I tend to do impulsive things… like killing people!" Enzo gritted his teeth in hatred. He knew Andrew was mocking him, but there was nothing he could do, as he no longer dared to act arrogantly. He was afraid Andrew might actually lose control and cripple him on the spot. Suddenly, a sul

Joaquin's expression darkened. "I thought you were asking for yourself… Turns out, you were asking on behalf of someone in your family. Still, that's not something we can decide. We're just staff here. "But I can tell you that Ms. Reyes is like a goddess among mortals. Ordinary men could never be worthy of her. She's at the prime of her career, unmarried for now." Andrew let out a short hum and smiled. "Alright then, I'll take my seat first. Tell Ms. Reyes that if she's interested, she's welcome to come talk to me. I really do want to find someone good for my family." Joaquin's lips twitched, and he forced a stiff smile while silently thinking that hardly anyone could ever hope to match Valerie. Andrew followed the attendant into the massive underground auction hall. With his platinum-gold card, he was guided by an elegant young attendant to a top-tier private suite with the best view. It read 'Suite No. 3', which meant he ranked as the third most important guest present tha

The bidding below remained lukewarm throughout. The earlier auction items were all quality pieces, but none of the prices really stood out. Yet for the kind of crowd gathered in Chetvine tonight, money was never the issue. Most of the guests here were powerhouses in their own right, so the auction atmosphere felt oddly dull and lifeless. This put pressure on Elsie on the center stage. Her job was to maximize profits for the auction house as much as possible. To put it bluntly, taking an item worth 100 dollars and hyping it up to 10,000 dollars was what she was supposed to do. However, the atmosphere in Chetvine was completely different from small places like Jayrodale. These people were not just rich; they had sharp eyes, too. If you wanted to treat them like fools and empty their wallets, it was impossible without genuine goods to back it up. Meanwhile, Andrew, watching from Suite No. 3, noticed Elsie's predicament. The item currently up for bidding was a martial arts manua

The room buzzed with curses, but Andrew tuned them all out. Elsie, however, grew increasingly anxious. She was almost certain now that the guest in Suite No. 3 wanted her for himself. In Chetvine, she was just a lowly auctioneer, and this city was crawling with powerful men. If one of them set his sights on her, escaping his grasp would be nearly impossible. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to stay calm. No matter what happened, she would not give in. If she only had to smile or say something flattering, she could swallow her pride for the sake of her career. However, if it meant offering herself or being dragged to a hotel, she would never agree. Finally, the three premium pills that Andrew had submitted began to be brought out. The first two to come up were a pair of eighth-grade Divine Pills. The two Divine Pills were being auctioned off as a bundle. The starting price alone made Andrew raise an eyebrow. "Ladies and gentlemen, please take a look," Elsie announced wi

Even Valerie could not figure out what Andrew was up to at this point, muttering, "What the hell is this bastard trying to do?" Sergio's voice turned ice cold. "Not bad. Fine then, let me see just how deep your pockets go… 500 million dollars! Do you still have the guts to bid against me?" Inside Suite No. 3, Andrew just laughed. He cleared his throat and replied, "I'm afraid my wallet has reached its limit. Congratulations, Mr. Harding Senior. I don't dare bid any further." Sergio's bidding price was actually very reasonable for two eighth-grade Divine Pills, and Andrew knew when to quit while he was ahead. He understood that Sergio was not someone easily fooled. If he kept pushing the bidding higher, there was a real risk that Sergio would simply drop out, which would completely backfire on his plan. From the beginning, Andrew's only goal had never been to antagonize anyone. He simply wanted to ensure his pills sold for as high a price as possible so he could walk away with m