The grey-clothed old man's legs went weak. This was one of the most heart-pounding auctions he had ever presided over. Although there were only two competitors, it was a good thing there were only two. Had there been any more, he reckoned his poor heart would have been pounding out of his chest.
"Ten Fire Essence Immortal Crystals!" Ye Fan declared immediately.
If you were going to play, you should play with style and flair. That was his philosophy.
While ten Fire Essence Immortal Crystals was a great deal, to him, it was nothing. He had several tons of them, amounting to at least a thousand crystals.
At this price, the entire room was silent, so stunned they were beyond shock. They knew these two were madmen, competing over a Divine Artifact as if their lives depended on it.
But only he knew that for him, this was just a drop in the bucket. For the person in the next booth, however, it was a price that would make them spit blood.
