"Bang."
Without a word, Ning Qi punched directly, sending the person flying.
Fortunately, there was a restriction protective barrier in this private room.
It didn't smash the room.
Upon looking again, that person had already fainted.
"Kid, you're courting death."
The young man from before turned furious upon witnessing this: "Do you know who we are?"
"Who you are, what's it got to do with me?"
Ning Qi looked at the person in front of him dismissively, then said, "Get out, or I'll make sure you die."
"Just you wait."
After leaving those words, the young man left with his people, fuming.
He already sensed a strong aura from Ning Qi, clearly understanding that none of them were his match.
They could only leave sullenly.
"Young Master, sorry for the trouble."
The attendant from earlier came over, quickly apologizing to Ning Qi.
"No need to be polite, this has nothing to do with you guys!"
Ning Qi waved his hand, then continued, "Your auction is about to start, right?"
