Master Mo Qing furrowed his brow and said nothing.
Strictly speaking, this was skirting the rules.
Using the Xuantian Hall's name to scare off the other competitors would undoubtedly hurt the Viper Chamber of Commerce's interests. The major power backing him wasn't afraid of the Xuantian Hall founded by Liu Tiandao.
Besides, the Xuantian Hall was far away on the Tianluo Continent—its reach couldn't extend that far.
If Liu Ming dared to cause trouble again, he would have no choice but to regretfully ask him to leave.
The other man was remarkably shrewd. After announcing his backing, he immediately fell silent.
The young Hall Master had already achieved his aim: scaring off most of the competition.
"Thirty thousand!"
Just as Liu Ming was secretly congratulating himself, that familiar voice rang out again.
The white-robed young master, with his feminine air, flew into a rage. "Damn Mu Chen!"
The opening bid of twenty thousand drops of Supreme Spiritual Liquid had shot straight up to thirty thousand.
The Xuantian Hall's resources didn't just fall from the sky, either.
"Young Hall Master, let this old man help you buy it. You can collect it afterward."
The black-robed elder's voice was hoarse as he let out a cackling laugh.
"Very well. I'll toy with him a bit first. There'll be time to back out later."
Imagining Mu Chen's mortification and humiliation after being tricked, Liu Ming couldn't help laughing aloud.
Afraid Mu Chen might not take the bait, Liu Ming didn't overplay his hand. He raised the bid by a hundred at a time, then pretended to lose his reason and shouted impatiently, "Thirty-two thousand!"
When he looked toward his opponent with eager anticipation, Mu Chen's side went completely silent.
Liu Ming immediately panicked. He panicked! He was panicking!
*What the hell, hurry up