The massive auction venue was thrown into utter bewilderment by Ning Wangshu's sudden bid once again, and a buzzing murmur rose and fell.
Yet not everyone felt dazed and astonished by Ning Wangshu's renewed bid.
Those Great Grandmasters from the mainland, including other mainland cultivators present who recognized Ning Wangshu's identity, could not help secretly laughing to themselves as they listened to the chatter of the local people of Gangcheng and those from the Nanyang Countries around them.
"Gu Kun? What kind of bullshit strongest expert in Nanyang? In front of Ning Xian Zun, he is nothing!"
"These people are truly interesting; calling them frogs at the bottom of a well is putting it mildly. Without even knowing what kind of figure Ning Xian Zun is, they dare to spout wild nonsense, even calling Ning Xian Zun ignorant and fearless. How laughable!"
"I can only say these people have stayed in a small place for too long, viewing the sky from the bottom of a well, unaware that the so-called bullshit strongest expert in Nanyang is merely a tiny ant before Ning Xian Zun. Is he even worthy of Ning Xian Zun knowing him? These people are simply clueless!"
The numerous mainland cultivators present all sneered inwardly, waiting to see how Gu Kun would meet his misfortune.
With tacit understanding, not a single one of them uttered a word of warning, each taking the posture of someone preparing to watch a good show.
Gu Kun was likewise stunned for a moment, not expecting that even after he had explicitly stated his identity and uttered harsh threats, someone would still dare to court death by continuing to bid.
For a moment, Gu Kun flew into a raging fury. With a swoosh, he abruptly stood up, glared fiercely at Ning Wangshu,