Chapter 3065 A Golden Bidding Paddle
Suddenly, the crack of skin against skin rang out in the room as the manager flew a few meters from
where he stood only seconds ago.
He had barely finished speaking when Austin hit him, and now hey pitifully on the ground.
He groaned as he tried to get up on all fours, then screamed like a pig facing the butcher''s knife.
"Guards! Summon the entire security team and seize that bastard!"
Almost a hundred uniformed men appeared in an instant, each of them carrying batons and Taser
guns.
This was only to be expected, since this was one of the most prominent auction houses where very
precious items regrly traded hands.
Naturally they always had a highly capable security team at the ready.
Most of the guards were mercenaries from all over the world, and had all gone through life threatening
situations.
Their skills were not to be trifled with.
The men surrounded Austin and started to aggressively crown into his space.
Austin raised a hand in one abrupt motion.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the blink of an eye, about two dozen of the armed men were shot off of their feet, flying a
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considerable distance away from Austin and knocking the others with the impact.
A dead silence fell over the room.
Everyone was visibly shocked at the strength he just disyed, having thrown several brawny men
effortlessly as if he were merely swatting away flies.
The minds of ordinary people were having difficultyprehending such a thing.
"Is he a superhuman?" came a hushed whisper among the mercenaries.
They eyed Austin suspiciously, as though they were discovering a monster in their midst.
The fat man and his cohorts regarded him with frightened eyes, not daring to take a step forward or say
another word for fear of provoking him.
They weren''t the only humans gawking at him, however.
The martial artists in attendance were also looking at him with apprehension and anxiety on their faces.
Among them, quiet remarks were also being exchanged. "Who on earth is he? When did such a
terrifying master appear in the Brilliant Kingdom?"
"As far as I can remember, no such person exists."
"This man''s identity is very suspicious indeed. Does anyone know of his background?"
In one corner of the hall stood two men, one of which was old and d in ck, while the other was of
middle age and dressed ordinarily.
"Judging from what he just did, he would be powerful enough to have defeated Python," the middle
aged man whispered.
"So you''re saying this man was the one who killed Python?
Contact the head of the funeral home in Smile City immediately and send this bastard''s portrait to
confirm his identity.
Move, now!"
One of the warrior servants escorting them instantly left to carry out the old man''s orders.
Meanwhile, Austin was slowly walking towards the manager.
He waved his hand in the air, and out of nowhere a golden bidding paddlended square on the
trembling man''s face.
"Take a good look at what that is," Austin spoke coldly.
"Now decide whether I''m here to joke and eat and drink my way around or to bid for the items in
auction." "It''s a golden bidding paddle," the manager blubbered. "But how... this is impossible!"
He looked up at Austin, his eyes and mouth wide open in shock.
The bidding paddles for the auctions in Cassede were ssified into different colors, each designating
the financial power and social status of the bidders.
The golden paddle was, of course, the most prestigious of all.
It could only be obtained after a participant paid at least fifty million dors as surety.
Naturally, anyone who held a golden paddle held precedence over the whole affair.
At this point, the manager''s mind was working wildly.
''So he isn''t here to make trouble at all.
He had paid us fifty million dors and is nothing less than a VIP.''
He knew he was in a precarious situation given his previous treatment of this guest.
It wasn''t hard to put two and two together; Austin was clearly a very rich man.
Otherwise he wouldn''t have been able to obtain the paddle.
The manager shuddered a little when he thought how he had almost driven away a VIP. If he had ever
made that mistake, Cassede''s image would be ruined, and he couldn''t even begin to imagine what the
higher-ups might have done to him.
Losing his job would be the least of his problems.
He sought to rectify it immediately as he got on his feet and gave the young man a low bow.
When he looked up again he was wearing an eager expression, and there was no doubt in anyone''s
mind that his zeal was directed solely on pleasing Austin.
He handed back the golden paddle.
"It was all a mistake, distinguished guest, a most terrible mistake!
I hope you could forgive me this one time. I beg you; please grant us your benevolence!" He gave
Austin another low bow.
Austin took the paddle with an air of nonchnce, and spoke very casually.
He had no intention to waste his time with this nobody.
"All right, I''ll forgive you just this once.
Be sure never to make the same mistake again." "This can''t be happening."
From across the room, Alice was trying toe to terms with what was unfolding.
She refused to believe that Austin had be such a prominent person.
"You''re lying. I know you''re only pretending to be rich in a pathetic attempt to make me regret leaving
you!" she shouted towards Austin.
The fat man beside her also joined in maligning Austin.
"Manager, do not be fooled by this man! Look at him! He''s not even dressed properly!
He''s wearing nothing but rags. He''s poor, I tell you! That golden paddle must be a fake," he spat.
After all, the bidding paddle he himself had was an ordinary one, which had cost him ten million dors
of surety.
The manager quickly jumped to defend his newfound VIP. "Come on, Mr. Yang. Stop with that kind of
talk! I have been handling each of these golden bidding paddles myself, and I can tell whether this one
is genuine or a fake."
He then turned to Austin, his demeanor once again bing amicable.
"Dear guest, please enjoy your time here in Cassede, and feel free to bid for any of the items that will
He gave another low bow and signaled at the security team before exiting with them.
Business slowly resumed, and everyone tried to stay clear of Austin. The man himself carried on with
enjoying the buffet that was offered, paying no mine to Alice or the fat man.
The fat man, on the other hand, was grinding himself at the insult he had received, and red at Austin
with much resentment.
"Humph, smelly rubbish! I won''t let this pass!"
Not only did Austin break one of his fingers, he also made him look like a fool in front of everyone!
He swore to himself that he was going to take revenge for all of that.
Oblivious to his fuming was Alice, who was stealing nces at Austin and biting her fingernails every
now and then.
Her mind was racing, and her emotions were in a jumble. "Why is this happening? How is this
possible? Did he be a rich man after breaking up with me after all?"
That would be such a preposterous development.
The very reason she broke up with Austin in the first ce and settled for being mistress to this fat old
man was because Austin was poor!
In the corner of the room a man sidled along the old man in the ck robe and whispered something.
"Sir, I''ve looked into the matter you requested. It really is him!"
The old man was delighted at the news.
"Oh, ha-ha! This is most fortunate! We found him without having to work for it. Keep an eye on him, and
make sure he doesn''t slip out of our hands."
Immediately, the servants that were escorting him dispersed and secured the areas surrounding Austin,
keeping their distance so as not to draw his attention.
But of course, given Austin''s powerful spiritual sense, he was quick to notice their actions and draw
conclusions on the reason behind them.
He had, in fact, pinpointed the presence of the old man in ck from the start. And he had been
keeping tabs on them since then.
A cruel smile crept into Austin''s lips as he pretended to be unaware. He took arge bite of the lobster
on his te.
''They''re most likely from the Divine Moon Sect. Just a while ago I was stressing out on how to find that
damn sect. I can''t believe they''re popping out here, of all ces, '' he thought.
Pretty soon, everyone was called to order, and the auction officially started.
All of the items up for bid were Buddhist treasures, all antique, including a Buddhist robe, a wooden
fish, and a Buddhist bead.
Austin took care to examine each item using his spiritual sense, and discovered that some of them
contained weak but genuine Buddhist energy.
They were undoubtedly real Buddhist treasures, but their power had waned with time.
If ordinary people were to obtain these items, they could do the owner some good to some degree.
People could even lengthen their lifespan by keeping the treasures in close contact with them.
But such items were of no use to the likes of Austin.
He himself was already brimming with power; what little Buddhist energy these things could offer were
utterly worthless.
"The next Buddhist treasure," the auctioneer announced as the transactions went on.
"ording to the retrieved records of ancient books, this was a treasure brought back by a great
Buddhist monk who went on a pilgrimage to the Spirit Mountain in the west."
An old and graying little stone Buddha was brought out in a delicate tray and presented to the
audience.
The crowd murmured their disappointment among themselves.
"It''s just an ugly old statue. There''s no way that''s a treasure from the Spirit Mountain."
"Where is the Sarira? Didn''t you promise that the Sarira of Buddha Hawley would be auctioned?"
"That''s right, we aren''t interested on those cheap-looking stone statues!"
Austin, on the other hand, was staring at the stone statue with pleasant surprise.
''There''s something strange about that thing.''