“Since you know all this, are you the young master of a large family or something?” asked Aiden as he sat beside Yaacob. Though he didn’t know who Yaacob really was, Aiden could tell that the youth wasn’t up to anything bad.

“If I had such a position, I wouldn’t be here!” replied Yaacob with a slightly bitter chuckle. The truth was, his status wasn’t exactly high within the Zeman family. He was merely a disciple who was well cared for by the upper echelons…

“I find that hard to believe. After all, not even did you have that VIP ticket, but you also know something that uncle Grubb doesn’t! Tell us who you really are or I’ll toss you out!” warned Aiden as he grabbed onto Yaacob’s shoulder.

“L-look, I’m just a regular cultivator! You just don’t know about this since you’re from the secular world!” explained Yaacob.

“…Humph. Logical enough,” replied Aiden as he released his grip from Yaacob.

“Alright, that’s enough, you two. Go get some rest while you can. The auction resumes in