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Yang Hao's face contorted with frustration and anger as he glared at Xiao Yifeng, taking several deep breaths to suppress his rage or he felt he might actually explode.
"Mr. Xiao really is formidable," he conceded with forced grace. "The 'Tears of the Goddess' should go to Mr. Xiao then."
With this statement, Yang Hao managed to save some face for himself.
"Why should you let it go, Young Master Yang? I really don't like it when others do that," Xiao Yifeng said with a grin, looking at Yang Hao. "Why not continue the bidding? Let's decide this with our abilities, shall we?"
Hearing Xiao Yifeng's words, Yang Hao had the urge to kick him fiercely multiple times; that bastard was just unrelenting when he had the upper hand.
Yang Hao, the proud heir of Yang Corporation, Young Master of the Yang Family, had never found himself in such an embarrassing situation before, and he truly felt the impulse to keep raising the price.
