"Damn it, I clearly had my eye on it first. What right does she have to buy it?"
"Heh, what right? The right that this lady bid higher. I have more money. If you've got the guts, keep raising the price."
"Bid higher? Fine. I hope you can hold on to it."
Up ahead, a man and a woman were arguing.
In the end, the man gave the woman a long, hard look before turning and leaving without hesitation.
"Heh, not only is his cultivation low, he's a poor bastard too."
"Threatening me? He's only an early Daluo Golden Immortal. Does he really think I'm afraid of his threats?"
The woman folded her arms and watched the man leave with a cold sneer.
"Pack this item up for me. Card payment."
Ye Lin did not look at the woman. Instead, he narrowed his eyes at the man's retreating figure.
Only after the young man had left did Ye Lin turn back and continue into the shop.
"Hello, may I ask what you need?"
At that moment, a smiling young man came over to Ye Lin.
"Do you know Wang Dong?"
Ye Lin raised an eyebrow at him.
"Wang Dong? Of course I know him. That beast who blood-sacrificed his entire clan—who doesn't know?"
The young man froze for a moment, then his face filled with anger.
Seeing his reaction, Ye Lin smiled faintly.
Blood-sacrificing an entire clan—was that cruel?
To mortals, it was indeed rather cruel.
But to cultivators, was it truly that cruel?
Unfortunately, many cultivators on the Origin Continent came from the various great universes. Among them, many had likely done things even crueler than this.
But who knew?
They might have all done such things, but they still had to curse him when the time came.
Blood-sacrificing