Watching the money being transferred to his account, the smile on Chen Feng's lips gradually widened.
Then, he straightforwardly threw the Huangquan Sword to the mysterious man in the black cloak.
The man in the black cloak took the Huangquan Sword, his hands trembling slightly.
"Senior, junior, I take my leave."
The man in the black cloak bowed deeply and then quickly walked away.
He didn't dare to linger!
At the scene, it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
The young man on the stage made a whopping 999 billion in a blink of an eye.
For most people present, that's astronomical.
Even Huang Kang's eyes turned slightly red.
The Martial Path Club is definitely not short on money. Being able to afford one or two hundred billion is not a problem, but that is the club's property, not Huang Kang's.
Right now, Huang Kang was a little envious of Chen Feng.
"Young Master Chen, you've earned so much money all at once, how do you feel?"
