"What's the meaning of this, Asura Race?!" Zhu Jiu's face flushed red.
Ignoring my existence?
Are you treating me like some idiot?
The Taowu God Egg had been handed over to Yang Yao just like that. It seemed everything had already been settled, but Zhu Jiu was unhappy and insisted on getting an explanation.
Upon hearing this, Blood Luo did not need to step forward this time. A scholar spoke on Xu Kun's behalf instead.
"My apologies. We didn't know that young friend Xu Kun had taken a liking to this divine egg. Had we known earlier, we would not have put it up for auction. Consider it a gift to young friend Xu Kun."
"As compensation, after the auction ends, our royal city will also be open to everyone. You may freely purchase any goods you desire at a twenty percent discount. Thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend our auction. You may now depart in an orderly manner."
Zhu Jiu:?
Am I really short on your pathetic little handout?
As the Supreme Auction's traditional closing event, the Asura Palace, which was normally closed to outsiders, would be opened to guests from all races for a period after the auction concluded.
There was a "ghost market" there that many people yearned for!
It was a true ghost market, since the goods sold there were mostly products of the underworld, things rarely seen in ordinary times.
If Xu Kun still had those Hell Battle Boots from before, he could buy the materials needed to advance them at the ghost market in the Asura Palace.
"Young friend, do you have time to sit down and have some tea with us old fellows?"
After issuing the order to leave, the leading elder of the Asura Race