Ye Xiwen smiled as he accepted the map, then readily handed over fifteen million spirit crystals. The Wang family members beside him were all staring dumbfoundedly.
No one had expected Ye Xiwen to be such a filthy rich tycoon!
That was the only thought left in everyone's minds. This was a tycoon, a super tycoon! Even if the Wang family head had come in person, he could not have casually thrown out over twenty million spirit crystals in one breath without batting an eye.
And most importantly, this did not seem to be Ye Xiwen's limit. It was as though he had no bottom line at all; no matter how many spirit crystals were demanded, he could produce them in one go. There simply was no limit.
He was practically a big tycoon who spent money like dirt. Who knew how many martial artists had secretly begun entertaining thoughts of attacking Ye Xiwen and robbing him of his wealth.
Compared to those giants, Ye Xiwen was not only weak in strength, but more importantly, he possessed enough wealth to make everyone's eyes turn red.
The Wang family members, however, were quite delighted. After all, the map was not something only Ye Xiwen could use. They were traveling with him, so in other words, Ye Xiwen obtaining the map was also greatly beneficial to them.
Wang Mengyu looked at Ye Xiwen, but in the end, she said nothing. It seemed she would never be able to see where this man's limits lay. Every time she felt she had figured him out, every time she felt he was about to fail, he always found a way to endure. He was like Doraemon's pocket—you could never guess what would be pulled out next, or whether there would be nothing left.
Ye Xiwen was