"Hmph!"
Ning Bozhong snorted coldly, not to be outdone, "Twelve thousand Tao Points!"
"Thirteen thousand Tao Points!"
"Fifteen thousand Tao Points!"
"Eighteen thousand Tao Points!"
The two were at loggerheads, tensions high as if swords were drawn and bows were bent, their shouts growing louder and the smell of gunpowder increasingly thick.
Finally...
"Twenty-eight thousand Tao Points!"
Ning Bozhong's expression was icy as he added a hefty sum on top of the already high bid.
"A gentleman does not covet that which another desires, and this younger brother should also allow others their due!"
Jiang Tao smiled lightly, knowing that the price had already become inflated, and that further competition would be pointless, promptly stepped back, leaving Ning Bozhong with a spiteful jab.
"Hmph!!!"
Ning Bozhong snorted, paying no attention, his eyes only on the Ten Thousand Souls Banner on stage.
"Twenty-eight thousand Tao Points for the first time!"
