Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and the waiter pushed the door open without permission. He looked at Dolai with an unpleasant expression, lowered his head slightly and said, "Dear wizard, could you please change your seat? We will give you enough compensation."

Dole was stunned for a moment.

"It's nice here, I don't want to move." He said expressionlessly.

The waiter bowed, then turned and left in embarrassment. He then went on to ask the next person.

Dolai stood up and stuck his head out to look. The corridor at the door was noisy and crowded. It seemed that someone couldn't find a private room and was making trouble. And he seemed to be of high status.

The third floor is a small private room, is it that important?

The waiter asked around, but almost no one gave up their seat. Soon, the waiter came again.

Dolai raised his eyebrows, there might be some explanation this time.

"Sir, as long as you are willing to give up the room, that sir will offer you four thousand gold coins." The waiter came over again and asked humbly with a very respectful attitude.

Dolai didn't want to embarrass him, so he just said calmly, "Go ask someone else."

The waiter bowed and turned away.

Dolai saw that this time, someone was finally willing to give up.

Only three of them went in, and two were left outside.

Are you planning to add more money?

Dolai thought maliciously in his heart.

Not long after, the waiter came again.

Dolai deliberately looked more horrible and said impatiently, "What's wrong with your auction house? All the tickets have been sold out, and you still want to do these messed up things."

The waiter quickly said sorry, sorry, and left the room.

The waiter did this for his job, so he had no way of refutation. However, the two men had been in front of the waiter the whole time, and they were unhappy when they heard this.

"You kid, how dare you talk like that? I don't want other people's things, I only want yours. Pack your things and get out of here!" As he said that, he tried to break into the private room rudely.

Dolai curled his lips and took out the staff from the storage ring with full of thoughts. As soon as the staff appeared, a breeze surrounded it, and the aura of a fourth-level wizard was fully revealed.

Seeing this, the two men stopped immediately and looked at Dolai with surprised expressions.

How come they have never seen such a young level 4?

Dolai looked at the two of them and said calmly, "I'm standing right here, how can you ask me to get out?"

The two men were suddenly in a difficult situation. Their strength was only around level three, and they relied on their family status to act recklessly. When they met a wizard who was not afraid of trouble, they had no way to deal with him.

Dolai snorted coldly, "Get lost."

The two of them left in disgrace.

However, they were not particularly willing to leave, but instead they left with gritted teeth.

Dolai glanced at the steward who came with him and sneered, "Is this how you do things at your auction house?"

The steward didn't look very concerned. He bowed slightly and smiled faintly, "We are all willing. If you don't want to, forget it. Do I need you to teach me how to do things? Besides, you have offended the two young masters of the Sikong family now. Just imagine what you should do." After saying that, he put his hands behind his back, turned around and left with disdain to the next private room.

Duolai was stunned. This manager was a bit crazy. It seemed that this kind of thing happened frequently?

After thinking for a while, he stood at the door, snapped his fingers three times, then returned to the private room and remained silent.

It was incomprehensible that such a huge auction house was so chaotic down there. He instantly had a very bad impression of the auction house. He was attacked last time, and now he was robbed of his private room. He really thought he was made of clay.

…

Hunter, Duke and Xun looked for several private rooms, but no one was willing to let them in. They had no choice but to go up to the fourth floor.

The cost of the private rooms on the fourth floor is naturally twice as expensive as those on the third floor. The view here is wider, and it is a place where real rich people come.

Although these two were a bit arrogant, it was already difficult for them to get a private room on the third floor, let alone the fourth floor.

But if these two want to come, then let them come.

When they arrived at the fourth floor, they didn't dare to act presumptuously and just asked the waiter to ask gently.

At this moment, Hunter suddenly felt a little itchy on his body. He scratched it gently, and the itchy area soon stopped itching. But after a while, the itchy area began to itch again, and it became more severe.

He scratched it hard a few times and found that the more he scratched, the more itchy it became. The itch went deep into his bones. He felt something was wrong and quickly walked out.

He raised his head and glanced at the two young masters, only to see that they were scratching their entire bodies just like him.

His expression changed instantly, "Oh no, maybe I offended that pharmacist, I've been tricked."

He forced himself to exert his fighting spirit to suppress the itch from the inside out, then rushed over, grabbed the two of them and walked outside.

"Itchy, why is it so itchy, who did this?!"

Duke still had some brains, and he knew at this moment that he had been tricked. Maybe there was a pharmacist on the third floor just now, and he had offended him unintentionally.

Xun also had an ugly expression on his face. He was carried by Hunter and rushed down. He thought to himself, "There are so many people down there. Who knows who did it?"

In the logistics department, Hunter came to the back of the auction house, found the pharmacist, and quickly got the man treated.

It took only two minutes after he came down from there, but the itch on his body became more and more severe. The fourth-level fighting spirit was actually ineffective. This was simply impossible. Where could there be such a powerful itch-eliminating medicine?

The pharmacist at the auction house was usually very idle, but when he saw three people come in and looked at their symptoms, his expression suddenly changed.

He put on gloves and waved his hand. Two guards immediately stepped forward and held down the three men.

He uncovered the clothes of the three people and just took a look, then his face changed.

The good skin had been torn to pieces by the three men, and there was a bloody red color underneath, but the three men were unaware of it.

My goodness, who did I offend?

He took out a pair of tweezers and took a little blood from each of the three people. Then he gestured to let the three people go and put the blood under a microscope to look at it.

Soon, he prepared two medicines.

Preparing medicine was a pharmacist's talent, and he wasn't sure if he could cure the itching on the three people.

The potion was a liquid medicine, and when it was applied on the three people, the red color quickly disappeared, revealing their horrific skin. During this time, the three people screamed like pigs being slaughtered.

The pharmacist breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the three people calmly and said, "I was just giving you a warning. If you had used other poisons, you would probably all have died."

Hunter was in so much pain that he thought of all the people he had just met, and then of the young man in the private room.

Looking at his bloody skin, Hunter's face didn't look good at all. The other party only used itching medicine, but if he used poison... the consequences would be disastrous.

He suppressed the pain, turned around and left immediately, leaving the two young masters of the Sikong family behind.

The pharmacist quickly reported the matter.

…

The auction has begun.

Dolai looked at the list and prepared to take a break. The first things to be auctioned were things he couldn't use, such as finished alchemy, weapons, armor, bows and arrows, etc. These were all urgently needed by the warrior profession.

But these things are all high-quality products. Once they were put on display, the warriors started bidding wildly, which was a bit surprising.