"Hehe~" At last, that wheezing voice came from atop one of the terraces. Where light flickered, a short and exceptionally wiry old man in earthen-yellow robes stepped out of the radiance. "This old man is Zhi Feng of Cangyuan Ridge, known as Old Demon Zhi Feng!"
"Old Demon Zhi Feng?" Ao Shuai frowned and sized the old man up and down. The old man had a tiny head, a pair of gleaming beady eyes, and two long, stiff whiskers beside his slightly protruding mouth. If nothing unexpected happened, he should have been a rat demon.
"If the East Sea Inspector has not heard this old man's name, then this old man has nothing to say. After all, this old man has only a modest reputation within the Sacred Realm of a Thousand Demons." Old Monster Zhi Feng did not seem surprised by Ao Shuai's scrutiny and smiled. "After all, in Star Picking Tower, one must let Qi Stones do the talking!"
"Hehe, since Immortal Friend Zhi Feng knows his reputation is not so illustrious, what gives you the right to make my East Sea Dragon Palace... yield?" Ao Shuai said coldly. "Words require strength behind them."
"Strength? Hehe..." Old Monster Zhi Feng smiled faintly. "If strength were useful, what would Qi Stones be for?"
"This junior bids an additional two hundred and fifty-one thousand top-grade Qi Stones. Will the two seniors raise the bid further?" On a distant terrace, Duanmu Qing also revealed herself. She cupped her hands respectfully toward the two of them as she spoke.
"You little bastard~" Old Monster Zhi Feng could not help but curse. "Can't you see this old man is discussing matters with the East Sea Inspector? What does it have to do with you? Press down one gourd and another ladle bobs up!"