Chen Fei only had five thousand Magic Gold Coins left, but Bread had suddenly raised the bid to four thousand…
"Five thousand."
Sitting in the VIP room, Chen Fei's eyebrows furrowed tightly. An icy chill flashed through his gaze.
"Hmph! Five thousand? I bid six thousand!" Bread had finally seized the opportunity to make Chen Fei lose face, to see him frustrated and infuriated. How could he possibly give up now? He mockingly raised the bid again.
Of course, he wasn't bidding like this because he actually wanted the Jade Compass. His goal was purely to humiliate the Easterner who had dared to offend him, Bread, and prevent him from getting what he wanted. Or, even if he did get it, he would have to pay many times the price—a fortune spent in vain! That was Bread's true intention.
But to his complete surprise, just after his bid of "six thousand Magic Gold Coins" was called out, that damned, despicable Easterner's VIP room suddenly fell silent.
