"Young friend, if you are maliciously driving up the price, you will be sent to the Law Enforcement Tower. Lian will ask you one more time: are you truly offering thirty million Spirit Stones?"
Since the bid had come from below the stage, its owner had to be a Flying Spirit General. Yet for a Flying Spirit General to produce thirty million Spirit Stones in one go was almost impossible.
That was why the auctioneer onstage confirmed it in a warning tone.
The moment the bid of thirty million Spirit Stones was called, the surrounding Flying Spirit Generals had all voluntarily made room for the bidder.
There sat a high-ranking Flying Spirit General clad in black and wearing an Iron Mask, seated in an area several zhang wide that had just been cleared out.
"I have more Spirit Stones than I can spend. If you don't believe me, feel free to inspect them!"
Facing the doubts, the black-clad Flying Spirit General casually tossed out a Storage Bag, which landed squarely before the auctioneer.
Seeing his confidence, the auctioneer believed him somewhat even before checking. But when he sent his divine sense into the Storage Bag, an incredulous look immediately appeared on his face.
Good heavens, where had this prodigal come from? Had he emptied his family's treasury to come here?!
"Young Master, I offended you earlier. Thirty million Spirit Stones, going once."
After cupping his hands in apology, the auctioneer tossed the Storage Bag back as though it were a hot potato.
Seeing this scene, how could Kong Daorong fail to realize that the black-clad Flying Spirit General truly had Spirit Stones? Frowning, he could not help but secretly think:
Where did this little brat come from? He doesn't understand any rules at all!
*Forget it, forget it. I can't