"Heh heh!"
Someone sneered.
"You said a Soul Reviving Pill is worth at least 3 million top-grade spiritual stones, but the entire table of dishes you called for only 1 million. You're such trash. I bid 10 million…"
In the crowd, that person directly bid 10 million top-grade spiritual stones, hoping to dominate the scene, but miscalculated. Just as the person finished speaking, someone shouted.
"10 million? Who are you trying to fool? I bid 15 million top-grade spiritual stones. Any brave souls out there, raise the bid!"
"Heh heh!"
An old man in the crowd chuckled: "Young man, don't get angry. 15 million top-grade spiritual stones is nothing to me. I bid 17 million!!"
"I bid 17.5 million top-grade spiritual stones!"
"What??"
Someone in the crowd sighed weakly: "For an entire table of dishes, they've already bid up to 17.5 million top-grade spiritual stones. Are their spiritual stones blown by the wind or what?"
