The entire audience burst into laughter. "Are you auctioning off brain-damaged, sick members of the Demon Clan now? Does your conscience not hurt?"
"This is deceit! Fraud!" shouted the man who had just bid five hundred gold coins.
Just as the auction house staff were at a loss for how to explain, the fat nobleman strode in with a complicated expression, his face sinking as he pronounced with absolute finality, "I want this member of the Demon Clan!"
Chapter 387