"So, is there a problem with these Fire Melting Crystals?" the old man said with a chuckle, his expression one of geniality and profit.
"No, these are indeed the crystals I was looking for," Han Li nodded without changing his expression, then quickly pocketed the crystals and excused himself with a clasped fist before leaving.
The old man watched Han Li's retreating back, then glanced at the now-empty jade box and slightly furrowed his brow, a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes.
At this moment, Han Li had returned to his seat in the auction hall, where with a sudden glimmer of light in his hand, a Fire Melting Crystal appeared.
Han Li smiled as he looked at the crystal, a hint of triumph in his eyes.
"Eight hundred spirit stones for three Fire Melting Crystals, friend, you really are generous!" remarked the woman in green sitting beside him, unable to hold back her words upon seeing his expression.
