Zuo Feng reached out and patted the small box in his arms, which contained the Fire Spirit Wood, barely the size of a baby's fist. A four thousand gold coin item, while not the most expensive at this second auction, certainly ranks among the top in price.
The little beast in his arms squirmed and reached towards the small box, and Zuo Feng's face showed a sly smile. He quickly lifted his right hand and reached into his arms, then gently circulated his telekinesis, making the small box and the storage money card disappear immediately. Zuo Feng always remembered one rule: all his valuables were stored in the Storage Crystal.
Just moments ago, the little beast Reverse Wind was very excited, but upon seeing the small box suddenly taken away, it first froze, then emerged from Zuo Feng's embrace in anger, and simultaneously a voice echoed in Zuo Feng's ear: "You guy, give me back the Fire Spirit Wood."
