"I called a halt because naturally, I intended to make a bid. I came to this auction exactly for the Spirit Storage Pill; how could I possibly let you snatch it away?"
Ye Zhen's firm statement made Hu Shuai laugh in anger, "You want to take away the Spirit Storage Pill, then raise your bid."
At this point, Hu Shuai sneered sinisterly, "I don't believe that after you've thrown out more than thirty million taels of gold, you could still compete with me for the Spirit Storage Pill? If so, many here might take an interest in you."
Upon hearing this, the corners of the mouths of the Soul Sea Realm powerhouses in the entire auction venue revealed a hint of a smile. If what Hu Shuai said was true, then perhaps some of them would don night clothes and secretly pay Ye Zhen a visit.
This was the maliciousness of Hu Shuai.
A Martial Artist at the peak of the Spirit Summoning Realm, possessing wealth that rivalled or even surpassed that of the Soul Sea Realm powerhouses, was itself a sin.
