Seeing the situation, Huo Sining and his group immediately understood what was going on. The item Fujiwara Seiho had bid on was now in Huo Sining’s backpack. Although Huo Sining had used a priority purchase agreement to obtain the Golden Nanmu Antique directly from Semiya, it was still a black market violation. If Fujiwara Seiho wanted to make trouble, it would probably lead to more complications.

Not wanting to add complications at this moment, Huo Sining quickly signaled to the people around him and, not wishing to linger, turned and hurriedly walked out of the hall, heading straight outside.

Fujiwara Seiho never expected that the Philadelphia black market auction would turn out like this. Even though he had already bid on the item, it ultimately did not belong to him.

After they heard that the Classic of Mountains and Seas would appear at this auction, they set off as soon as possible, exhausting their connections and efforts to finally gain entrance to the auction and successfully bid on the golden Phoebe nanmu box. They originally thought everything was foolproof, but who knew it would end up like this?

Fujiwara Seiho was outraged: "It’s said that the Philadelphia Black Market enjoys a high reputation internationally. How dare you blatantly deceive customers like this? Aren’t you afraid of being exposed and ruining the market’s reputation?" 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Lu Huairu, Zhou Zhen, and two others who followed along were here for the Classic of Mountains and Seas. Now that they learned the item was gone, they changed their expressions and echoed behind Fujiwara Seiho:

"Exactly, we came all this way, through so much difficulty, just to bid on this item. Now you’re saying it’s gone. Isn’t that ridiculous? If you can’t give us a reasonable explanation, we won’t let it go!"

The five of them stood at the payment window, questioning and arguing loudly, naturally attracting a lot of attention. Some clients who had successfully bid on items but hadn’t made it to the payment window yet gathered curiously around to see what was happening.

Meanwhile, Clayflo and Semiya, having greeted Huo Sining and his group, hurried out to send off the earlier Mexican cartel leader and the two Middle Eastern princes. When they returned to the hall, they found it noisy and crowded, with arguments audible.

Seeing this scene, Clayflo couldn’t help but frown and asked in a deep voice, "What’s going on?"

The staff at the payment window, restrained by Zhou Zhen’s group, argued while using a walkie-talkie to contact security. When Clayflo and Semiya pushed through the crowd, the staff immediately raised their head, startled, eyes filled with fear and embarrassment. They hurriedly lowered their head and respectfully called out, "Boss!"

Hearing this title, Zhou Zhen’s group turned towards Clayflo and Semiya. When they saw Clayflo with several imposing-looking bodyguards, they were certain this was the hidden boss behind the Philadelphia Black Market.

Fujiwara Seiho looked at Clayflo with a dark expression: "You must be the young master of the Rothschild Family, Mr. Duke Clayflo?"

Clayflo neither confirmed nor denied, only looked at the troublemakers. His Philadelphia Black Market had been open for years, and he had never seen anyone dare to cause a disturbance in front of him like this. A trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes as he addressed Zhou Zhenliang Jinghong, who was holding the staff’s arm:

"A true gentleman would never lay hands on a lady. Whatever the reason, a respectable man always chooses to use reason and persuasion. Isn’t it inappropriate for you to hold onto my staff like this?"

Upon realizing they were facing one of the Rothschild Family’s heirs and the boss behind JK Entertainment, Zhou Zhen and Liang Jinghong were already shocked. Hearing Clayflo’s words, they immediately released the staff’s arm, looking somewhat uneasy as they glanced at Clayflo.

Though they had seen many big shots spewing threats back home, Clayflo’s smiling manner of speaking made him seem even more ruthless than those back home. His smile seemed sinister, inexplicably striking fear in the two of them.

Seeing Zhou Zhen and Liang Jinghong no longer holding onto his staff, Clayflo turned his attention to Fujiwara Seiho.

Clayflo had a good memory and naturally recognized the Dongyang person in front of him as the fierce competitor against Huo Sining for the Beast Head in the auction. Unfortunately, Fujiwara Seiho could not match Huo Sining’s financial strength and courage and ultimately fell behind her dramatically.

Clayflo had a habit of investigating people participating in the Philadelphia Black Market auction, and Fujiwara Seiho was no exception.

Although Fujiwara Seiho had used connections to obtain a last-minute bidding spot, information about him quickly reached Clayflo.

Therefore, Clayflo easily identified the man before him as the Iga-ryu Sect Master.

However, as the head of a small island country’s organization, in Clayflo’s eyes, he was just a minor figure. Though Clayflo wouldn’t scorn or degrade, he wouldn’t hold such a person in high regard either, especially since he was causing trouble on Clayflo’s territory, which was a big no-no. Clayflo couldn’t just let it go.

"You must be the Young Sect Master of Iga-ryu, Mr. Fujiwara, correct? You’re right; I’m Clayflo, and I own this auction house. If you have any issues, there’s no need to trouble my staff; just approach me directly."

Clayflo said nonchalantly.

Fujiwara Seiho hadn’t expected this issue to draw the big boss of the Philadelphia Black Market. However, for him, the Rothschild Family was just rich and enigmatic. While others respected Clayflo, he did not.

On the contrary, Fujiwara Seiho didn’t regard Duke Clayflo as significant, viewing him merely as an outstanding heir among many in the Rothschild Family. Until the current head of the family stepped down, no one knew who the next heir would be.