No one dared to speak out what was in their hearts due to Ye Moyan's pressure.
In the end, thousands of words were condensed into just one sentence.
The world of rich people is indeed not something ordinary people can understand.
"Aren't you going to admit defeat yet?" Ye Moyan looked at Huang Shijie again, "Or do you want to count these spiritual stones yourself before admitting defeat?"
Ye Moyan's calm tone, combined with his suffocating aura, actually made Huang Shijie tremble involuntarily.
At this time, he just wanted to stay as far away from this man as possible. Today, he had already been humiliated at his grandma's house. If he continued to stay, he wouldn't be able to get any benefits, and it would only make him more of a laughing stock.
Guests at the trading market discussed Ye Moyan's identity one after another.
Without blinking an eye, he spent millions of spirit stones to buy an ordinary magic weapon just to compete with Huang Shijie. This was definitely not something that ordinary people could do.
The audience unanimously guessed that there must be a powerful background behind Ye Moyan.
Ye Moyan's god-like appearance made the eyes of the young girl in the middle shine. They really wanted to get to know this noble prince who was like an immortal.
No one will ever sympathize with losers, not to mention Huang Shijie's reputation has never been very good.
It's rare to see Huang Shijie's jokes. Today was the first time I saw Huang Shijie suffer such a big loss. All kinds of ridicule and disdain were directed at Huang Shijie.
Huang Shijie sat on the chair in despair, watching helplessly as Ye Moyan took out 1.2 million middle-grade spiritual stones.
How Huang Shijie hoped that Ling Xuewei and the others were trying to make themselves fat, that Ling Xuewei and the others would not be able to come up with so much money at all, and that Ye Moyan would not show up.
Then the auction can undergo a big reversal, and the winner becomes Huang Shijie.
Imagination is always beautiful.
The probability that something imagined can become reality is no different than that of a miracle.
Huang Shijie's last hope was dashed. He had never imagined that Ling Xuewei's group could be so rich, and that a man who suddenly appeared could easily produce millions of spiritual stones!
The more Huang Shijie thought about it, the more he felt heartbroken.
Yun Xinuo listened to the people in the audience laughing at them. She couldn't stay in this underground trading market for a moment. Looking at Huang Shijie's soulless look, she knew that she couldn't count on the man beside her at all.
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Yun Xinuo's nails had sunk deeply into her flesh, almost causing her to bleed.
She took a deep breath, called two waiters, asked them to support Huang Shijie and prepared to leave.
Yun Xinu really wanted to take Huang Shijie away by herself, but Huang Shijie was as heavy as a pig, so she really didn't have the strength.
It has to be said that the clerks in the underground trading market were trained to be very friendly. As Huang Shijie was the loser in this auction, the clerks not only did not show the slightest contempt, but also treated Huang Shijie respectfully as before.
As soon as he heard that Yun Xinu was about to leave with Huang Shijie, the clerk immediately opened the door for Huang Shijie. Now the trading hall was crowded with so many guests. As soon as the auction ended, the guests dispersed in droves, although the clerks worked hard to maintain the scene.
order, but the scene is still a bit confusing.
After Shen Zhiliang received the spirit stones, he immediately handed the fairy feather clothes, which had been packaged and contained in an exquisite brocade box, to Xiao Yifeng, who was in charge of the auction.
