"After pouring in enormous manpower and resources, after three full years of turmoil, what did we get in the end?"
"Just an utterly empty result? You really are something else. First you ruined the Sunset City City Lord's Mansion's plans, and now you've come to ruin my auction house?"
The woman narrowed her eyes, her long lashes trembling slightly as she cast a sidelong glance at the thin figure beside her—a Pale-faced Cultivator whose face was devoid of even a trace of blood.
Had Su Shi'er and the others been present, they would have recognized this Pale-faced Cultivator's identity at once.
This man was none other than the Pale-faced Cultivator who had bid against him when he purchased the Heaven-grade Cave Mansion, Yinfeng Mansion.
He was also the other body that shared a single soul with that fat Evil Cultivator city lord.
The Pale-faced Cultivator, Lin Aofeng, trembled slightly under the woman's barrage, anger flickering in his eyes.
Yet, sensing the powerful aura radiating from her and knowing full well what position he was in, he understood that a man beneath the eaves had no choice but to bow his head. He quickly suppressed the impulse in his heart.
"Lu Congrong, you... don't push people too far."
"Within Sunset City, whether those secretly spending top-grade Spirit Stones are that group or not, we were already supposed to find a way to trade back more top-grade Spirit Stones."
"This Young Master merely suggested that, during the transactions, we use a batch of low-grade and mid-grade Spirit Stones associated with special mineral powder from the mortal world. Such Spirit Stones are no different from normal Spirit Stones to begin with, and we have plenty of them in our hands."
"How does that count as wasting manpower and resources? You... don't go spitting