Feng Yuan looked at Ye Qingchen arrogantly, his eyes full of disdain.
Feng Yuan had every reason to be proud. He had reached the First Layer of the Martial King Realm at a young age, and among the younger generation in Northern Barrier City, he was considered a formidable expert. Furthermore, his status as the City Lord's son emboldened him to act without restraint.
Ye Qingchen glanced at Feng Yuan and spoke nonchalantly, "What do you want? To steal it openly? Since you couldn't win the bid, you've resorted to robbery. You certainly live up to the reputation of a pampered heir."
Hearing Ye Qingchen's mockery, Feng Yuan grew even more infuriated. He pointed at Ye Qingchen and cursed, "Who says I couldn't outbid you? I just didn't want to be a sucker. Fighting isn't allowed in the city, but you're a stranger of unknown origin carrying a large amount of Spirit Stones. I have the right to take you to the City Lord's Residence for investigation."
