Chapter 496: Not Your Goddamn Business (2/2)

“Hey! Friend over at No.83, you have yet to show your hand today! Haha, are you going to make a move now?” when the auctioneer saw Han Shuo abruptly standing up, he thought that Han Shuo couldn’t resist anymore and would finally make a move, and therefore he shouted with excitement.

The auctioneer had witnessed for himself Han Shuo’s courage just two days prior. He had presided over many of the past triennial auction sales and rarely encountered characters who would raise the price by 50 thousand gold coins with each bidding. Thus, when Han Shuo reappeared today, the auctioneer had been secretly keeping a close watch of Han Shuo. In fact, he was the first person to notice Han Shuo stand up, and he right away announced it in his distinctively sharp voice.

“That’s right! I’m going to make a move!” Han Shuo revealed a rather sinister smile.

The auctioneer responded with a belly laugh. When he was about to add a few words to enliven the atmosphere, all of a sudden, his face turned rigid. He looked at Han Shuo confoundedly, and said, “Wait, what are you doing?”

With everyone watching, at a speed completely disproportionate to his build, Han Shuo streaked across the hall and landed on the stage like lightning. Before anyone could even react, the Braingorge Rakshas stored in its special container was already in Han Shuo’s hand. They watched as Han Shuo fiddled with it a while, nodded, and simply chucked it into his own space ring. It was as though the Braingorge Rakshas was something inside his house that fell off and he was just casually picking it up. His actions just seemed inexplicably smooth and natural.

“This is not to the rules! This is absolutely not in line with the rules!” Suddenly, from the second and third floors came flustered and exasperated loud shouts. Those whose sons or grandsons were institutionalized for insanity started babbling and making noise as though they themselves were headed for the asylum.

“How many gold coins is it at?” Han Shuo asked the auctioneer with a fantastical smile on his face while being watched by every person on and off stage.

“Friend, even if you are rolling in gold coins, it is still inappropriate to do whatever it is you’re doing, don’t you think?” Braque over at the third floor was standing by the window. Although his face was obviously somewhat displeased, his manner of speaking could still be regarded as restrained, all thanks to his many years of nobility etiquette education.

Han Shuo raised his head to look at Braque up on the third floor. That arrogance of Braque’s made Han Shuo very much irritated. Thereupon, Han Shuo stuck out his ‘big belly’, revealed a silly smile, and rudely said to Braque, “Not your goddamn business!”

The audience sank into turmoil!

Compared to the bold and financially unconstrained way Han Shuo bid the last time, the commotion he caused this time was far more intense. Much of the audience stared foolishly at Han Shuo, with absolutely no clue as to how this seemingly simple-minded fatty could behave in such a reckless manner.

From among the audience, Sophie watched on as Han Shuo performed this deviant and unreasonable behavior, she simply didn’t know what to do. She looked at that unsightly face of Braque’s in absolute disbelief, and turned her sight to that insufferably arrogant Han Shuo. At this moment, Sophie was pleased, yet worried.

Throughout his life, Braque had never, ever before been disgraced in such a way in any public places. As one of the key descendants of the Pillon Royal Family, all those who met with Braque would deliberately fawn on him. Commoners, bandits, no matter how crude or unmannerly, would conceal their common day insolence before Braque.

But unexpectedly, truly unexpectedly, right there in that auction house where the gentries gathered, an honest-looking fatty of unknown origin had actually just said the words ‘not your goddamn business’ to him in front of all these people. The graceful and gentle mask that Braque wore in his ordinary days vanished from the face of the earth. Even that dagger-disguised smile was completely shredded. In an ashen face, he pointed at Han Shuo and said in a somewhat trembling voice, “Wha- What did you say? You dare say it one more time?”

“Not your goddamn business! Not your goddamn business! Not your goddamn business!” Right after, he extended three fingers towards Braque and added, “Three times!”

The auctioneer looked towards Braque fearfully and said, “Sir, even though two days ago a mishap happened with your item because of our lapses, you cannot simply do this to us!”

“Thuram! Finish him for me! No matter who he is, it is a capital offense to offend members of the House of Pillon!” Braque could no longer contain his anger. Pointing at Han Shuo, Braque gave the bodyguard beside him the command to kill.

“As you bid, Master!” Thuram replied succinctly, with a longsword in hand, he leapt down from the third floor. Silvery fighting aura began overflowing, leaving a spectacular brilliance.

However, before Thuram’s strike could do anything, Han Shuo, who was looking at Braque with all smiles, suddenly threw a punch from the stage. A streak of red radiance flashed through and hit right in the middle of the silvery fighting aura striking downwards. In an instant, an intense sound of metals colliding rang out. Thuram, along with the longsword in his hand, was thrown high up into the air, directly flying back to the third-floor room where Braque was at.

The speed at which Thuram flew upwards was even faster than when he was descending. Seeing that Thuram was going to collide with Braque, a human figure suddenly appeared and hastily reached out to catch Thuram in his path in order to avoid Braque being injured.

The person who suddenly came forth and caught Thuram was none other than Sophie’s father, sacred knight Sulo. When he got hold of Thuram, he discovered that Thuram had broken quite a few ribs, while a tremendous force came from Thuram’s body which caused him to feel extremely unwell!

Sulo’s expression abruptly changed. He thought to himself, Who is this person? How could he possess such terrifying strength?