When the bidding price began to skyrocket, not only Chu Fei but even Fang Qinyun and Wan Lantao turned solemn. They snapped out of their delight at the windfall and began to feel afraid.
At the critical moment, Fang Qinyun still made a decision. "Master Chu, should we contact the Ascending Dragon Hall?"
Chu Fei rubbed his brow. "What does the leader suggest?"
Fang Qinyun was somewhat unwilling. "For this auction, according to our agreement, the master and the group each get fifty percent. Now I'm thinking, should we give up a portion to build ties with the Ascending Dragon Hall?"
Chu Fei looked at Fang Qinyun's helpless, embarrassed, uneasy, timid, and bewildered expression. He took a deep breath. "Leader, whether it is the Mortal World Channel or the Hadron Warship, they belong to the entire Yanhuang Civilization. So we should not offer only a portion, but all of it!"
"Ah..."
Chu Fei remained calm. "At a time like this, we should unite every force that can be united. If we keep our eyes on petty gains and forget the greater cause, getting nothing in the end would be the least of it. We, and perhaps even the Ascending Dragon Hall, might suffer losses.
"When something reaches a certain level, it is no longer an individual matter, but a matter for the collective."
After a brief pause, Chu Fei looked at Fang Qinyun, who had calmed down, and continued, "There are representatives from the Ascending Dragon Hall at this auction, right?"
Fang Qinyun was not an idiot. Otherwise, he would never have reached his current Cultivation Level. He had merely been blinded by the profits before him. Now that he had come to his senses, he immediately said, "I know where the Ascending Dragon Hall's private room is. Let's go