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Chapter 202 The Escaped Canary in a Cage
The owner of Seril Manor took off his glasses, he rubbed his forehead, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were full of exhaustion.

"It's not the canary."

Howard gave the crumbling host the final blow. Years of royal education disappeared after seeing this fake. The gentle prince smiled ironically and hugged the little bird that was still sucking blood tighter: "This is just a Ludicrous imitation."

"what!"

"Imitation?"

The fake leaning against the cage trembled slightly, causing the host who was supporting the cage to give up his legs and feet, and fell to the ground amidst suspicious gazes and growing protests below.

"Are you kidding, we're here for the canaries!"

"Hey, this damn fake!" The guests shouted angrily, waving their arms.

The host trembled under the furious sight, and rushed to the table made of meteorites. There was nothing to protect the host. He could resist many attacks and disappear in the venue at critical moments.

"Liar!" The guests below angrily hammered the tables and chairs, this scam made them insulted!
"Leslie's Auction House is a big scam!" people with a heart were instigating everywhere.

"Yes, this is a huge scam! Oh, my God, then the treasures I bought here before with a lot of money, can't they all be fake!"

"It's unbelievable!"

"Liar, pay back the money!"

The guests who were sitting on the seats and could reach the auction site broke the seats one after another and smashed them on the auction platform. The woman in the cage swallowed hard after being smashed, and she kept cheering herself up. When the stone came crashing down, he easily caught the roaring broken stone.

"Oh." The woman raised her voice, and amidst the commotion, the soft and charming voice was extraordinarily clear: "If they say no, then I won't? Master Seril, open your eyes, Take a closer look to see if I am a canary imprisoned by you."

The auction house was instantly quiet.

The guests sitting in the seats heaved their chests violently, waiting patiently for the answer from the lunatic Seril. Although the lunatic Seril said it was a fake before, the most powerful collectors sometimes miss it, let alone those with countless collections. Cyril is crazy, his brain is not very good.

They prayed in their hearts, this was just a small mistake, yes, a small mistake, no, after all, everyone will make mistakes.

The smile lines in the corners of Crazy Seril's eyes deepened. He played with the golden glasses in his hands, and fury slowly emerged from his eyes: "You are worthy."

Even a fake like yours is worthy of letting me take a look.

"Master Cyril, I am your most precious collection, hidden in the blood prison below, protected by you with heavy formations, imprisoned by you with endless ice, why am I not your gold?" Where's Canary?"

The woman in the cage nodded her full red lips alluringly, and lazily changed her posture: "You, don't you want to keep me by your side even if you want to kill me? Tens of thousands of years , This is really a long time, and my anger towards you has also become more intense during these days."

"Romance."

"As expected of that famous lunatic."

"Poor Miss Canary."

(End of this chapter)