When the Million Snakes Sect bid 3 million Spirit Stones, a mysterious smile appeared on Su Yang's face, and he spoke, "3,500,000 Spirit Stones."
"This fucking brat! If I don't kill you, I am not a Cultivator!" Fu Kuan gritted his teeth.
"4 million Spirit Stones!"
Su Yang raised his hands again. "4,500,000 Spirit Stones."
He then turned to look at the VIP Room, exactly where Fu Kuan was sitting, almost like he could see him through the black glass and showed him a menacing smile.
"!!!"
Su Yang's menacing smile that looked as though it was filled with scheming sent chills down Fu Kuan's spin.
"This bastard is really trying to use the Ring of Thunder on me! Like I would allow that to happen!"
Fu Kuan tightly grasped his hands into fists, his fingernails digging into the skin and causing it to bleed.
