"It's me."

Two short words, but like muffled thunder, resounded in the ears of everyone in the venue, shaking their brains blank and six minds.

Even Jaimel, who was on the auction stage, was stunned.

He is a battle-hardened Lindberg vice commander, with Lindberg Uninhibited together with the South conquered a hundred battles, but also by Golden's roar roared dumbfounded, in that moment, he did not react.

When he reacted, he saw a man, walking in.

This man's face, wearing a black ghost mask, there was a coldness in his body.

This cold intent seemed to make the temperature of the entire venue, drop by several degrees.

"Is that him?"...