"This object is mine now!"
Xiao Yi's tone was very calm, as if the item before him was of no particular importance to him, yet everyone could hear the determination in his voice that he was bound to win it.
With these words,
both Monk Xue and Luo Feng's expressions changed.
Monk Xue looked at Luo Feng with schadenfreude. Because Luo Feng had bid a high price of five hundred billion Silver, he had no choice but to withdraw from the competition.
Luo Feng had thought the metal piece was as good as in his pocket when Xiao Yi suddenly stepped in, which was akin to a vicious slap in Luo Feng's face.
An enemy's embarrassment was cause for happiness.
Monk Xue laughed heartily as he looked at Xiao Yi, brought his palms together in a prayer gesture, and said with a face full of compassion, "Amitabha, Benefactor, your action is truly virtuous!"
