"Three million!" Ling Chuxi finally raised her head and said through gritted teeth.
"Can you afford three million?" Yuwen Siyuan looked at Ling Chuxi with disdain.
He had originally thought that Ling Chuxi's greatest reliance was the two million five-colored spirit stones she had scammed from the Zeng family uncle and nephew. Seeing her add another million, Yuwen Siyuan was a little surprised and became vigilant.
"Who said I can 't?" Ling Chuxi waved her hand in a fit of pique and directly threw a pile of five-colored spirit stones onto the high platform.
The pile of five-colored spirit stones glowed under the sun, but after a quick check with his divine sense, he found that there were only about 2.7 million of them, which was still a little short.
Ling Chuxi quickly took out a few more storage bags and put more than 200000 five-colored spirit stones into them.
