"This hotel is probably ruined..."

Xingyan returned to the room and lay beside the big leopard that had transformed back into a big one. Feeling another burst of telekinesis from the previous area, he shook his head and continued to curl up on the leopard's body to take a light nap.

He is angry, very angry, but he will not let himself become furious or have other emotions just because of his anger.

On the contrary, the angrier he got, the calmer he became.

He is not suitable to communicate with other people now. Even to Hisoka and Illumi, he doesn't want to say a word.

It’s not that he feels bad, but anything he says now will become uncertain in the minds of others who care about him.

The burst of telekinesis just now was caused by Illumi and Killua rushing over.

Except for some members who went out to transfer the auction replicas, the people who stayed behind didn't know how to tell them. Finally, after Pike delivered the memory bullet, they learned all the information.

"Xingyan, it's me, can I come in?"

After Killua got angry, after Kurapika made a suggestion, everyone expected him to come over and check on Xingyan's situation.

...

...

Although those people only had ideas and plans, when seeing the whole thing, anger is inevitable.

And those adults really don’t know how to coax them.

"He's asleep. He'll wake up before the action at night."

Grimmjow used telekinesis to open the door, allowing Killua to come in and see the sleeping Xingyan.

"Tonight, I want to join him in the fight. Will Xingyan agree?"

Killua squatted beside the bed, looking at the sleeping Xingyan, and the black and white swords that were held in Xingyan's arms even though he was asleep.

He knew that Xingyan was very strong, but as Xingyan's only good friend, he wanted to help him vent his anger.

"Are you sure you won't get in his way?"

Grimmjow glanced at Killua with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

Although Killua is not weak either, if Xingyan really uses his full strength, it is estimated that no one here can keep up with his speed.

Although he didn't know the specific reason, Xingyan's body had become smaller, but his strength was even stronger than before in the world of death.

"I'm very fast... Well, I'll just deal with some people in the corners, that shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Killua wanted to say that he had no problem, but under Grimmjow's leopard-eyed gaze, he really didn't dare to say that he could definitely keep up.

"It should be fine. You're different."

Grimmjow watched as Killua admitted his mistake and stopped trying to scare his master's best friend.

Anyway, it’s hard to say what will happen tonight. Even if his master turns on the full killing mode, he won’t attack his own people.

This level of control is just the basics for his master.

"Um..."

Killua nodded, lay down on the edge of the bed, and waited for dark with Xingyan.

While they were resting quietly, Youkexin City suddenly became lively.

In the afternoon, someone found the stolen auction items, and the auction was confirmed to be held as scheduled in the evening.

Amid the lively atmosphere, the review became even stricter, for fear of any more accidents.

"Ilmi Dad, I want to wear white."

Xingyan looked at the black training suit that Ilmi brought for him and shook his head to indicate that he didn't want to wear it.

"Hisoka, bring the white one over here!"

Illumi shouted at the door, and Hisoka walked in holding a white training suit.

They didn't know what color clothes Xingyan wanted today, so they prepared a few more and let Ilmi come in first, and then let Xi Suo bring in what was needed.

As for the other sets outside the door, Kurapika took them and quietly walked to the next room to put them down, pretending nothing had happened.

But everything they did was within the range of Star Flame's perception. The perception formed by spiritual power could not be detected by telekinesis unless it caused destruction.

"Let's go, it's time for tonight's feast to begin!"

Xing Yan, holding two swords and with a little blue-haired leopard squatting on his shoulders, walked out of the door of the hotel.

Behind him were Hisoka and Illumi.

The others have already gone to the venue, and Killua also went there early, apparently to prevent anyone from escaping.

"Ilmi, our son is so handsome now, isn't he?"

Hisoka looked at Xingyan running in front of him. Hisoka's white clothes were particularly bright in the dark night. He couldn't help but want to praise his precious son for becoming more and more powerful.

"Don't disturb your son's mood tonight. If you make him unhappy, I'll put you in solitary confinement when I get home!"

Ilmi blinked, his pace remained unchanged, but that did not stop him from threatening the occasionally unreliable guy beside him.

"That's too much! How could I possibly ruin our precious son's mood? He hasn't been this serious in a long, long time. But, those guys, damn them!"

The smile that had just appeared turned cold again when he thought of the top ten gangs. Hisoka continued to run after Xingyan, but his eyes were looking at the building not far ahead.

Damn it! Damn it all!

But he couldn't do anything yet. He wanted to watch Xingyan have fun. He had to wait until the child didn't want to play anymore before they took action.

Next to the inspection channel of the auction site, a row of gang members were checking passing vehicles.

However, suddenly a white figure flashed by, and an exquisite white long knife cut them in half in an instant.

"Tonight's feast begins now!"

Xingyan greeted someone through the communicator hanging on his shoulder, and before the corpses around him fell, he had already rushed in.

Tonight, everyone here is from the top ten gangs and their subordinates.

The white training suit is very loose, the sleeves are slightly large, and the hem is past the knees.

When the blood-red flowers bloomed, the white butterflies had already flown away, and the dazzling white color remained spotless.

In terms of speed, Xingyan naturally surpasses most telekinetic users, but that doesn’t mean he won’t be discovered.

At least in the monitoring room, the corpse and the teenager entering the next area were clearly visible.

But all the staff in the monitoring room were watching the scene of the blood-red flowers blooming, and reporting to the other end of the communicator that they were safe and sound.

Behind their necks, each of them has a telekinetic antenna.

The young man with short blond hair was leaning against the door of the monitoring room, admiring the white butterflies dancing in the bloody feast on the surveillance screen.

"We're on our way to the auction house, get ready over there, Kurapika, what are you doing, don't go any further!"

The knight picked up his phone and called Feitan who was in the auction area, and he saw the direction in which Kurapika seemed to be heading into the auction area.

This bastard, if he dares to make trouble, Feitan will take care of him!

"They are auctioning off the Red Eye..."

Kurapika looked at the people in the auction hall. There was a girl who looked cute, but she excitedly shouted out a price and announced that the item she wanted to take home and put in her collection cabinet was the Red-Eyes that was being auctioned.

A pair of blood-red eyeballs were soaked in the potion.

The people in the audience kept bidding the price, and the host was explaining how owning a pair of eyes at home would allow the owner to show off to other enthusiasts.

Those were the eyes of his people. After being dug out, they became something for others to show off.

He didn't understand why his people had to suffer such a disaster just because these people thought it looked good.