<h4>Chapter 237 Selling Items</h4>


    Rina Roxley''s expression turned aghast, even so, she still said, "Even if he is dangerous, there is no way he would harm us… Elder Sis, it''s been 20 years since I was born but thest time I saw him was when I was 10…"


    "Listen carefully, without my master''s protection, he would''ve harmed you long ago. Remember, he is the cause of their deaths!" Tina Roxley''s twin peaks heaved heavily as it shook while overflowing anger can be seen in her eyes.


    She slowly calmed down and ced her hands on shoulders of the teary-eyed Rina Roxley, "If you think otherwise, then… consider our sisterhood over."


    Rina Roxley''s eyes formed tears as it flowed down her face, "I won''t go near father, I promise!"


    Tina Roxley heaved a sigh of relief and at the same time, felt bad for threatening her own sister with their rtionship.


    But the world was cruel, and she had no choice but to resort to threatening her own little sister rather than reveal their father''s actions.


    …


    After sessfully obtaining the invitation letter, Davis returned to the inn he stayed in, entering his room. Sitting on the bed, he took the invitation letter out and viewed it.


    The invitation letter had a peculiar design on it that can be in no way described as elegant. It had the details of the venue and the timings of the underground auction.


    From the letter, he garnered that the underground auction takes ce two weekster.


    There was also a mention of where they procure illegal items to sell in the underground auction.


    He once again left the inn and headed towards the ce mentioned in the invitation letter.


    After a few hours of travel, he arrived at the aforementioned destination.


    It was another marketce, but the grandness here was quitecking whenpared to the Roxley za''s marketce.


    Once he arrived at the ce, he looked around and spotted a shop.


    He approached the shop and questioned the middle-aged shopkeeper as he pointed at a key-like stone craft, "Won''t you sell me that?"


    The middle-aged shopkeeper turned to look at the key before looking back at him, "How much do you think it costs?"


    Davis smiled, "It costs one''s life…"


    The middle-aged shopkeeper nodded and led him into the store from the side door.


    Davis followed him and entered the underground with him while another attendant took over his ce to fill the position of the shopkeeper.


    After passing through a dark narrow passage, they arrived in front of a big hall. The hall was divided into many rooms with curtains separating all of them.


    "Enter…" The middle-aged man who led him pointed at one of the many rooms.


    Davis stepped inside the room and saw another middle-aged man, handling a list while sitting on a chair behind the table. He had a mask on his face which concealed his facial features.


    Davis thought back to the middle-aged shopkeeper behind him over the curtain andpared it with the man in front of him. He guessed that the shopkeeper should either be a ve to this man in front of him or the Roxley Family.


    "Oh, yes! Sit over here and tell us what items you have brought us to sell?"


    Davis sat down and ced a spatial ring on top of the table. He didn''t bother to reply.


    The middle-aged man chuckled and picked up the spatial ring not offended by theck of response. He had seen a lot of people with weird tastes and personalities after all.


    After creating a connection with it, he checked the contents of the spatial ring. Almost instantly, his eyes bulged as he stood up in a chain of reaction.


    Without saying anything, he once more checked the contents earnestly.


    "Respected guest, please follow me…" After checking again, he looked at Davis and respectfully said.


    Davis stood up and followed him back into another spacious room.


    The masked middle-aged man informed a guard standing outside the room of the situation. He backed up and gave the spatial ring back to Davis while the guard nodded his head and went into the room.


    The masked middle-aged man opted to wait outside while Davis went inside.


    Davis saw a wizened old man who was smiling as he rubbed his chin. He was instantly afraid when the old man released an energy wave that was of the Sixth Stage.


    He also felt a Soul Sense probing him and was given a scare.


    But on second thought, he realized that this old man''s Soul Forging Cultivation was only more or less equal to him.


    Otherwise, it was possible that his identity would''ve been found out by the old man by now.


    The old man finally shook his head and said as he presented a card, "Mister, I apologize for my actions. As an apology, we can offer you the VIP status in our underground auction for three times as long as you have this card."


    Davis stared at it, deciding whether if he should take it or not.


    "If you are not satisfied, then you can leave without making the transaction. Our underground auction will not cause you any trouble, you have my word."


    "You are?" Davis asked in a cold voice.


    "Me? I am Srin Roxley…" The old man proudly uttered his name, not even bothering to hide it or even his facial features.


    Too bad, Davis never heard of this name before so he had not that much of a reaction.


    Seeing that, Srin turned confused, "You are not from this capital?"


    Davis nodded his head. He wasn''t being honest but with limited information, his lies would be seen through in no time.


    "Ah, that exins…" The old man''s face visibly cleared as he chuckled.


    "Just now…" Davis uttered.


    "Hmm?" Srin pricked up his ears as he turned to look at him.


    "Just now, when you probed me… Were you trying to rob and kill me?"


    "As the saying goes, it is a sin for amon child to be in possession of a royal treasure. If you were weak, that would be the case no matter where you go…"


    "But didn''t I apologize?" Srin looked at the card that was ced in the table, a smile lighting up his face.