Suddenly, it was as if a bucket of ice water poured down from Huang Shijie's head, and his blood seemed to freeze into ice slag at this moment.
Huang Shijie extremely hoped that Shen Zhiliang would immediately announce that the auction was completed and that the Fairy Feather Clothes would be his.
But the reality is cruel. Xiao Yifeng, who had been silent for a long time, showed a gentle smile towards Huang Shijie.
And this smile looked like a devil in Huang Shijie's eyes.
"Master Huang, one million middle-grade spiritual stones is already your limit, right?"
It turned out that he had been seen through by Xiao Yifeng a long time ago. Xiao Yifeng was just teasing him by raising prices with him.
Xiao Yifeng had long known the limit of his bid, so he deliberately followed him slowly and raised the price, waiting for him to bid up to one million spiritual stones, and then defeat him in one fell swoop.
"I will offer one hundred and two thousand middle-grade spiritual stones!" Xiao Yifeng said to Shen Zhiliang with a smile.
Huang Shijie almost collapsed on the chair.
Xiao Yifeng's previous increase in price was at least 50,000 spiritual stones. This time he only added the minimum amount of 2,000 medium-grade spiritual stones required by Shen Zhiliang, and then won easily.
There is only a difference of two thousand middle-grade spiritual stones!
Huang Shijie was so angry that he wanted to hit the wall.
"Shopkeeper Shen, give me some time, I'll raise money!" Huang Shijie rushed towards Shen Zhiliang who was standing on the auction table like crazy. Before he could get close, he was stopped by two guys around him.
"Master Huang, the auction consent form you signed before clearly stated that since this is a temporary auction that requires payment of money in one hand and delivery in the same hand, you do not have time to raise money." Shen Zhiliang took out the auction.
The consent form was raised and placed in front of Huang Shijie, "If you don't continue to bid, I will declare that the fairy feathers belong to Mr. Chu."
As Shen Zhiliang spoke, he tapped on the place where Huang Shijie signed.
Shen Zhiliang is reminding Huang Shijie that this is what you signed and agreed to. If you can't abide by it, then don't blame the underground trading market for being rude to you.
Huang Shijie suddenly felt like a defeated rooster, his whole body wilted, and he returned to his seat in despair.
He doesn't have the guts to go against the underground trading market. So far, those who dare not take the rules of the underground trading market seriously have ended up very miserable.
The underground trading market is huge, and there are many ways to punish people, not to mention it has absolute principles. If the underground trading market is determined to teach someone a lesson, that person will never have a chance to stand up again, and there will be no one around him.
Help him.
After Shen Zhiliang waited for Huang Shijie to return to his seat, he did not rush to announce the end of the auction. He very considerately gave Huang Shijie some time to think.
The audience in the audience had already seen that Huang Shijie had completely lost this time.
Suddenly, voices mocking Huang Shijie filled the entire hall.
Originally, few people in Shiyang City had a good impression of Huang Shijie, the eldest young master of the Huang family. Now that Huang Shijie lost to an outsider, everyone was even more gloating about his misfortune.
Anyway, this excitement has nothing to do with them. They can be happy if Huang Shijie wins, but they can just watch the joke if Huang Shijie loses.