The many Demon Kings wore strange expressions. Earlier, the Doom Crow Clan had been so defiant, insisting they would never take part in the auction because they couldn't surrender their pride and let humans humiliate them.
But now that the auction had begun, they had jumped straight into the bidding. It seemed they had already forgotten everything they'd said.
"You can't really blame the Doom Crow Clan. This human is just too cunning, too despicable, too shameless. He's seized on human nature's weaknesses and made us dance to his tune."
"It's not that we're useless. This human is just too cunning, and our enemy has the advantage."
"Damn that human! He's driven the Doom Crow Clan to this point. He deserves to die!"
"Just you wait. Anyone who makes this kind of blood money will meet a terrible end sooner or later."
The Demon Kings cursed him viciously, wishing Xia Ping would meet with disaster that very instant, struck dead by lightning. He was using one trick after another to fleece the demon race. He had no conscience at all.
"Six hundred and fifty billion." King Realm expert Peng Dong raised the bid by fifty billion without changing expression.
The Sea Shark King was even more relaxed. With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, he puffed out clouds of smoke and calmly named his price. "Six hundred and seventy billion."
"Seven hundred billion! I bid seven hundred billion!" the Crow King shouted, frantic and hoarse.
He regretted it so much he could have kicked himself. If he'd known, he would have agreed to the human's original terms. Back then, he could have bought his clan's prodigy back for around five hundred billion Federal Coins.
But his pride had gotten the better of him. He'd refused outright and even tried to