From the moment Prince Morin entered the auction hall, people began to notice his arrival.
"Blue and white skin, purple eyes, and red hair and beard—these are the characteristics of the Morin aliens."
"So, he might actually be the prince of Morin Star."
"Who were those two mysterious people who went up earlier?"
"..."
Discussions continued to rise from below. Perhaps some people didn't know what was going on, but after being explained the situation by those around them, they immediately understood what had happened.
Immediately, everyone turned their curious gazes to the top-floor room—it seemed there was something to see. And this spectacle was about to cause quite a stir.
Gamora, on the top floor, immediately recognized Prince Morin from his appearance and turned to look at Gel. Under the bright lights, Gel was still fiddling with the watch Truyette had given him, seemingly oblivious to Prince Morin's angry approach.
Gamora thought for a moment, but decided to stand aside and let Gol take action himself.
When Truyette was only ten meters away from the top-floor room, Gel slowly turned his head to look down, and his voice, accompanied by chaotic magic, echoed throughout the auction hall: "This place has already been reserved, kid."
The sound was clear and resonant, echoing in the ears of everyone in the auction hall.
"Who are you? How dare you occupy the room I reserved!" Prince Morin Star angrily raised his head and said to the top floor. At the same time, he didn't stop for a moment and quickly ran towards the top floor room.
The attention of everyone underground had been drawn to this scene, and they all watched with wide smiles, eager to see what was going on.
"Thump."
The next moment, Prince Morin seemed to have bumped into something transparent, and he took a step back. His body staggered, but he quickly regained his balance.
Prince Morin's eyes suddenly turned icy. He stepped forward and lightly touched the barrier in front of him, finding it indeed. He swung his fist heavily, slamming it into the barrier, but apart from a loud thud, nothing else happened.
Even the transparent barrier didn't show its shape!
Prince Morin looked down at the crowd below, his expression growing increasingly grim. He took several steps back, then resolutely pulled out a dazzling crystal spear from his waist and aimed it at the wall above.
Upon seeing the crystal gun in Prince Morin's hand, Truyet's expression instantly turned to terror, and he shouted upwards, "My lord, have mercy!"
At the same time, the crowd below also changed color. They immediately stood up and retreated away from Prince Morin Star, their faces showing some fear.
"Since you left this room to that wretched magician, then I'll send both the magician and your room to heaven!"
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