Hearing Jiang Xiyue's words, the faces of many people in the hall changed. Their eyes flickered, and no one knew what they were thinking.
Seeing that no one was talking, Jiang Xiyue looked up at an old man. The man immediately stood up from his throne and bowed.
Jiang Xiyue pointed at the old man and said, "This is Tang Chen, the steward of the Yuexuan Auction."
After introducing him to Lin Mo, Jiang Xiyue asked, "Elder Tang, how is the Yuexuan Auction Now?"
"Reporting to the palace master, the situation is not very good. From the moment you made your move, the other princes were all targeting you for no reason."
"Last month, the net income from the Yue Xuan auction was only 10 million low-grade spirit stones. After giving it to the guards to cultivate, there was nothing left."
Tang Chen was a little hesitant. This was not even considered a profit. If this continued, the Yue Xuan auction would close in less than half a year.
