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[022] Males Are So Pretentious!

When the auctioneer shouted, “One billion, twice!” the entire auction hall fell utterly silent.

Only the auctioneer’s voice, trembling with excitement, echoed through the air.

Finally, when he shouted, “One billion, three times!” his voice had become hoarse from overexcitement.

He paused for three seconds—a span that felt like an eternity to everyone present.

At last, after confirming that no one would bid further, the auctioneer quickly brought down the gavel, afraid that Li Luoluo might suddenly change her mind.

The handsome male surged forward like a gust of wind, a flattering smile lighting up his face, as if the key he held wasn’t an ordinary one but a golden key unlocking endless wealth and power.

He carefully presented the key to the merfolk male’s chains to Li Luoluo, treating it as if it were an incredibly precious treasure.

At that instant, a flicker of expectation and obsequiousness shone in his eyes, as though he were awaiting Li Luoluo’s approval and praise.

“Sir, he is yours,” the handsome male said, his voice dripping with flattery, as if he already considered Li Luoluo his master.

“I wish you all the best. May everything go according to your wishes.”

Excitement had already overwhelmed him internally. He secretly congratulated himself on his boss’s keen eye for picking such a wealthy patron for him.

He couldn’t help but imagine the wonderful future ahead: generous rewards, or perhaps his boss would enjoy himself under the patronage of this wealthy client, while he became the real power behind the scenes.

But then a thought flashed through his mind.

Wait a minute—his boss was the owner of Qise, a galactic arms supplier, and a leader in countless industries across the galaxy. How could he possibly be short of money?

Bai Fei’er watched in disbelief as her desired male became Li Luoluo’s slave. Her anger ignited instantly, and her hatred toward Li Luoluo reached its peak.

Without thinking, acting purely on instinct, she unleashed her powerful psychic energy, mercilessly attacking Li Luoluo.

Just as Bai Fei’er’s psychic strike was about to hit, something unexpected happened.

Li Luoluo stood perfectly still, as if entirely unaware of the massive psychic attack, not even flinching.

The merfolk male, bound by specially designed iron chains, appeared calm on the surface, but inside, he was a storm of anxiety, fearing that Li Luoluo would be gravely injured by the sudden psychic assault.

In an instant, as Bai Fei’er’s psychic energy roared like a ferocious beast toward Li Luoluo, she suddenly executed an exquisitely graceful spin.

Her movements were light and swift, as if gravity had no effect on her.

Then, she simply brushed her hand lightly, as if shooing away an annoying fly.

This seemingly trivial gesture produced a jaw-dropping effect.

The moment Bai Fei’er’s psychic energy touched Li Luoluo, it was reflected back by an immensely powerful force.

Not only that, the reflected energy was several times stronger than what Bai Fei’er had originally sent, crashing into her like a ferocious wave.

Bai Fei’er was completely unprepared. Struck by her own energy, she convulsed as if struck by lightning, her face turning pale as paper.

Li Luoluo, however, wasn’t finished. A faint smile curved her lips.

She then sent out another thread of psychic energy, which slithered into Bai Fei’er’s mind like a nimble snake, striking faster than the eye could follow.

Bai Fei’er felt as if her head were about to explode, unbearable pain surging through her.

She groaned in agony, clutching her head tightly, curling up as her body could not withstand the pain.

The handsome male, witnessing this, was utterly terrified. His eyes widened, disbelief written all over his face.

The merfolk male, known across the galaxy as a notorious bully, whose real name was Jun Yanchen, felt a storm surge within his deep ice-blue eyes.

At that moment, Jun Yanchen realized the truth: he had thought he was manipulating a male, but now he saw that he had been completely outsmarted by a female!

Feigning weakness, Jun Yanchen deliberately used a spell to injure himself, damaging his internal organs, appearing near death.

The sudden turn of events left the handsome male unable to save Bai Fei’er. Panicked, he looked at Li Luoluo and shouted, “Mr. Luo, this has nothing to do with Qise! She was fine just now—it’s Princess Bai Fei’er’s fault. You can deal with her yourself.”

He then slithered away, as if afraid Li Luoluo might take it out on him.

Li Luoluo, having had enough, curled her lips into a disdainful smile and rolled her eyes dramatically.

Like lightning, she dashed forward, holding the special key firmly, and without hesitation, inserted it into the chain’s lock.

A soft “click” sounded as the iron chain sprang open.

The moment the chains were released, the previously restrained Jun Yanchen lost his balance, his body tipping toward the ground at a frightening speed.

Li Luoluo’s reflexes were faster. She reached out like lightning and caught his falling body.

Everything happened too quickly for Jun Yanchen to react.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, males are really pretentious!” Li Luoluo’s voice floated lightly, full of sarcasm and disdain.

Her words struck Jun Yanchen like a blade, making his blood boil.

His face turned ashen, eyes wide, staring daggers at Li Luoluo, fury threatening to erupt.

But before he could react, he vomited a mouthful of blood like a volcanic eruption.

Li Luoluo’s smile grew even more mocking.

Calmly, she created a transparent barrier in front of her, like an indestructible wall, blocking all the blood Jun Yanchen had spewed.

Seeing him in such a pathetic state, Li Luoluo’s mood soared.

Her laughter was crisp and clear, echoing through the air: “Now, you’re mine! I can do whatever I want with you.”

Finally, her gaze settled on Jun Yanchen, full of provocation and mockery, as if to say: “Got a problem with that? Keep it to yourself!”