Qi Yue's move was slow, and all eyes were now focused on his palm. After all, everyone was eagerly wanting to know what kind of treasure he referred to as a ring worth fifty million. Fifty million! That was an overwhelmingly huge figure.
The edge of the wooden box opened a crack. As everyone was anticipating, the hostess on the stage suddenly shivered, and the look in her eyes grew somewhat stupefied. Because she clearly felt a wave of coldness spreading forth from the ring, and the chilling sensation made her body shudder slightly.
Visible to the naked eye, a faint white mist drifted out from the wooden box. The feeling experienced by the hostess was soon perceived by the other guests. In this sweltering summer, the icy cold aura brought refreshing relief to everyone. As the box gradually opened, the chilly current grew increasingly intense.
