Hearing this, the man was slightly pleased. He gave Blaze Regret a cold look and said, "My name is Ben Jamin. You'll be hearing this name often in the future. When you see me, it's best to walk the other way. Otherwise, I don't mind making you experience what Mad Bull went through again."
As Ben Jamin's words fell, he hurriedly walked out, as if the Hildan Arena had a great allure for him.
"Hildan Arena," Blaze Regret's eyes flickered slightly.
"Sir, the goods have been verified. Please hand me your gold coin card," the clerk said, coming out from the back of the shop and looking at Blaze Regret with a face full of envy.
That was four hundred and fifty thousand gold coins. He couldn't earn that much in a lifetime. Who knew what kind of incredible luck this young man had to capture such rare Stone Mushroom Spirit beasts, and four of them at that.
