His companion's voice was not loud, but it still reached their ears.
Some people had seen the conflict between the void underworld supremacy residence and the black Zen supremacy residence and knew of Zhan Xucheng's identity. Even those who didn't know now knew. Even if they had the idea of gambling on their luck, they naturally didn't dare to speak.
Ling Chuxi glanced at Zhan Xucheng and thought,'this fellow has appeared at this time to interfere. What exactly does he mean by this?' Did he really take a fancy to this broken tower, or did he deliberately want to make things difficult for him?
"Four million," After thinking for a while, Ling Chuxi gritted her teeth and added another million. This broken tower was too important to her, and she really couldn't bear to give it up.
"Four million one hundred thousand." Zhan Xucheng smiled gloomily and followed suit, but he only increased the bid by 100000.
"Five million." Ling Chuxi raised the bid again.
