Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

"Let's go!"

With that, the gang began moving swiftly, with everyone's heart finding non-stop the further they left the hallway.

In particular, the Hous suddenly felt as though they were about to enter an action movie or something.

What was on here? Was it a crime? Did something dastardly wicked happen close by? Was there a formidable criminal or syndicate on the loose that they weren't aware of?

The Hous felt that this should be the case and became very alert of their surroundings.

And soon enough, after the Gias made a call, they arrived at the Auction home's central security station.

The Auction home was state property, only used to host major auctions and projects such as today's.

So it wasn't surprising that the Gias had gotten them into the security stations after a single call.

And at this moment, the Auction Home's Chief Security leader hastily made his way towards the gang with a stern expression on his face.

But no matter how serious he looked, there was also an astronomical level of awe in his eyes... Especially after seeing Old Marshall and those from the Gia home.

F***! After seeing his idol up close, how could he not feel excited?

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His adrenaline gushed through his veins, making him feel more and more alive.

The guard clenched his fist in determination, swearing to do a fantastic job and leave his idol with a good impression of himself.

So the moment he stepped close to them, he wasted no time in joining the conversation and talking alongside them.

"How fast is it?"

"Sirs! As instructed, all parameters have been sealed and blocked." The chief security guard said before looking at the Gias in confusion: "Sirs!... Why don't we begin a search for the intruders or criminals around?"

Old Gia stared at Dorian briefly before turning his attention to the guard yet again: "You'll know when the time is right. But for now, make sure that no one leaves or enters the premises."

"Yes, sir!" The guard answered diligently.

At the same time, he couldn't help giving Dorian a second glance.

Why did he feel that Old Gia acted as though he were Dorian's bodyguard instead?

No... He must be imagining things.

That can't be right.

The guard quickly snapped out of his thoughts, gritted his teeth, took out his walkie-talkie and immediately contacted the teams he had just sent out.

"All units stay alert! Make sure no one gets in or gets out... Or else that will be your head!!!"

Now, Dorian and the rest had stopped within the large control station with countless monitors, all watching and focusing on the various regions across the large Auction home.

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Ghu Dwo stared at the screen deeply: "Grandmaster, what we are looking for is within the auction arena, isn't it."

Dorian nodded while mastering his fingers around the many screens: "Hmm... It's right there."

"There? Quick! Zoom in on camera 64!"

"Copy that, sir!"

Immediately, one of the men did so.

And soon enough, everyone was now staring at the same thing.

Eh? So the culprit should be amongst the guards lining up there?

But something was very strange with the way the Gias worded the matter.

They said that 'what' they were looking for was in there.

And that alone made everyone think it might be a bomb or something.

But now, they found out that it wasn't a what, but a who?... Then why saw the 'what' in the first place?

Then what did this mean?

The Hous opened their eyes wide in shock and anxiety

"Old Gia. Could it be that the entire Auction arena is lined up with explosives placed by the culprit, who also happened to be in there as well?"

Chen Hou frowned profoundly: "Grandpa. That might be the case. But it just doesn't make any sense. Why would the enemy place explosives there but still decide to stay next to the explosives?"

Think. Think. Think.

Why would the culprits do that?... Unless... They were suicide bombers!!!

Bubuum!

Instantly, the Hous and the guards all felt their bodies turn cold from shock and fear alone... Especially the Hous.

Their bodies trembled with haunted eyes that flashed with inner anxiety.

No! They still have other members of their families in the auction home.

They had to save them! They also had to get everyone out! But if they acted brash, the suicide bombers might be alert and decide to blow everything up before anyone could even stand up.

So now, their only choice was to take down the person without suspicion.

Dammit! No wonder the Gias didn't allow the guards to search just in case that suicide bomber had others nearby... ready to alert them their movements and blow the entire place to the sky!

Clever... Clever... Very clever.

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The Gias and the Ghus were suddenly speechless by the conjectures and crime-solving detective skills of the Hous and the others.

What did these people think this was? That is, what movie did these people think was happening here?

Well, to be truthful, it would indeed play out like a movie. Sadly... They had got the genre wrong.

If it were before, they too would've also concluded matters like them. But after meeting Dorian, they knew that whenever his attention was being pulled, it could only be something otherworldly.

One by one, they scrutinized the faces of those shown on monitor 64, with everyone trying to guess who the enemy was.

"Grandmaster... Who is it?"

"That one. But what about the others inside the auction arena?"

Dorian glanced at Ghu Dwo and smiled meaningfully: "He's the only one inside."

What? The only one?

Zoommmm!!!

The camera zoomed in even more.

And now, everyone had a clearer picture of the culprit.

It was just that for the Hous and the rest, the image that came up made it hard for them to believe it.

No. This didn't make any sense!

How could it be him?

Everyone stared at the screen in disbelief.

No doubt about it. He must've made some mistake.

Can it truly be the person on the screen?