Ye Qingchen was left somewhat speechless by Li Zongrui. Although Cheng Zhibin's sharp words were aimed at him, they also reflected poorly on the Qingyun Sect. Only someone as tactless as Li Zongrui could fail to understand the hidden implications in Cheng Zhibin's words.
Ye Qingchen sighed and walked toward Cheng Zhibin.
Cheng Zhibin sneered, "What? Getting angry out of embarrassment now? This is the Rising Sun Pavilion. If you dare to start a fight here, be prepared to face the wrath of the Rising Sun Pavilion!"
This was the source of Cheng Zhibin's confidence. Fighting was forbidden within the Rising Sun Pavilion, especially during the sensitive period just after an auction. If the Rising Sun Pavilion couldn't even ensure its guests' safety, how could anyone feel secure shopping and bidding here?
Ye Qingchen laughed derisively and said to Cheng Zhibin, "Do you feel like you got ripped off spending six thousand low-grade Spirit Stones?"
