Yunan's commanding shout immediately echoed through the entire auction hall.
"What did you just say?! Kneel before me? Kneel before a lowly human like you?!"
Rosward Saint's fury exploded, as if he had just heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.
"You wretched human! When the Marine Admirals arrive, I'll have you torn to pieces!"
"Do you think someone like you can dare offend a Celestial Dragon?!"
Rosward Shalria bellowed at Yunan, her voice trembling with rage.
"You really have no idea what you're up against," Yunan said with a cold laugh. Without a hint of hesitation, he pulled the trigger.
Bang!!
The deafening gunshot rang out, and the bullet tore through Rosward Shalria's left leg!
Blood spurted violently, drenching her entire leg in crimson.
"Ahhh!!"
Rosward Shalria's hysterical scream filled the hall.
Rosward Saint was equally shocked, collapsing backward onto the ground, his face turning ashen.
They could never have imagined that Yunan was serious—actually daring to shoot at Celestial Dragons!
What kind of madman was this?
"Kneel, or next time, it won't just be your leg," Yunan said coldly.
"You're so fond of guns, aren't you? Now how does it feel to have one pointed at your head, proud Celestial Dragons?"
Yunan sneered, pressing the barrel of his gun directly against Rosward Saint's forehead.
"Damn… damn…"
Rosward Saint's face twitched violently from a mix of fury and fear.
"You have three seconds."
"Three."
"Two."
Yunan's voice sounded like a countdown from the depths of hell itself, shaking Rosward Saint and Rosward Shalria to their core. At this moment, Yunan held the power of life and death over them—he was the reaper incarnate.
"One!"
Thud!!
The instant Yunan finished the countdown, Rosward Saint and Rosward Shalria could no longer resist. With a thud, they fell to their knees before him.
"So, even self-proclaimed descendants of gods fear death. How laughable! Hahaha!"
"Stay kneeling. If either of you moves without my command, your lives are over," Yunan said, leaning down to pat Rosward Saint's face. He laughed arrogantly, then turned toward Camie on the stage.
"You bastard… I'll skin you alive, pull your sinews, drink your blood!"
Rosward Saint had never suffered such humiliation. As a Celestial Dragon, never in his life had anyone dared to defy him.
And now, he and Rosward Shalria were forced to kneel before a human they considered utterly lowly! A lifetime of disgrace compressed into a single moment.
"My heavens… am I dreaming? The Celestial Dragons… are kneeling?!"
"This is huge! The wrath of the Celestial Dragons could ignite the world!"
"What is this human's identity? This is madness, something unseen in a lifetime!"
Everyone present was frozen in disbelief. The scene was too surreal to accept.
"Yunan, don't worry about me! Run! The Marine Admirals will be here soon, and then you won't escape!"
Camie shouted anxiously.
"I never planned to run," Yunan said with a faint smile. He walked to Camie and gently placed his hand on the explosive collar around her neck.
"No, Yunan! I can't open it without the key! Don't waste your energy," Camie protested, her voice filled with concern.
"Just being here to rescue me makes me happy enough. I can't risk your life for nothing," she continued, urging him to leave.
But Yunan seemed not to hear her. His gaze was fixed on the collar, and a faint chakra glow appeared around his hand.
Suddenly, the explosive collar began a ticking countdown!
"Yunan! Move! The collar's about to detonate! You'll die!"
Camie's face turned pale as she screamed in panic.
Yunan's hand, glowing with chakra, pressed firmly.
Crack!!
The collar split apart and fell to the ground. The ticking stopped immediately.
"All done. You're safe now," Yunan said with a faint smile, as if it were the simplest thing in the world.
"You… how did you do that?" Camie blinked in disbelief, touching her neck in shock.
"Enough standing there—let's get out of here. Anywhere Celestial Dragons are, the air stinks," Yunan said.
He took Camie's hand and started leading her out of the hall.
"You two behaved well, very obedient. Keep kneeling," Yunan added, patting Rosward Saint and Rosward Shalria's heads like one might scold a dog.
With that, he strode out of the auction hall, leaving Rosward Saint and Rosward Shalria trembling from humiliation and fear, and everyone else frozen in stunned disbelief.