'That is so much money…'
The Dark Evil Spirit was lost in thoughts. He had been working so hard for his entire life, dancing between life and death, but all the money he had earned in his life was less than only seven hundred purple spirit coins.
After the money he spent for living, all he had saved was no more than ninety purple spirit coins.
Well, he only had eighty-nine purple spirit coins.
What about his young master?
Casually and playfully, his young master took out five blocks of metals… and sold them for over eight hundred and ninety thousand purple spirit coins!
Eighty-nine coins in one lifetime.
One day, in an auction—eight hundred and ninety thousand!
What did that mean?
Ten thousand times!
The Dark Evil Spirit was in tears.
