"Three thousand three hundred Lower Grade Spirit Stones." Chu Ming quoted lightly.
Although the minimum bid increment was fifty Lower Grade Spirit Stones, both Chu Ming and Li Huo were increasing the bid by one hundred Lower Grade Spirit Stones. Chu Ming paid no attention to fifty Spirit Stones, while Li Huo did it for his pride, unwilling to only add fifty Spirit Stones.
"Damn it!"
Across the auction hall, Li Huo clenched his fists in his VIP room, eyes blazing with murderous intent, crushing the tea cup in his hand into fragments, splashing tea and pieces everywhere.
"Three thousand four hundred Lower Grade Spirit Stones!" This time, Li Huo squeezed the words out through his gritted teeth. He had a total of twenty thousand Lower Grade Spirit Stones, many given by his elder brother Li Yun. He didn't want to touch these funds, but now he had no choice.
"Three thousand five hundred Lower Grade Spirit Stones!" Chu Ming replied evenly, seemingly indifferent to Li Huo's tense tone.
