Elder Bai was taken aback. Though a look of confusion crossed his face, he knew the auction house's rules. If a customer requested a larger space, he had to provide it. As Mu Chen watched, the Space Ring on Elder Bai's finger flashed. A large, circular object resembling a tabletop materialized out of thin air and landed steadily on the long table.
"This should be enough space, yes?" Elder Bai asked with a smile, dusting off his hands.
Mu Chen gave Elder Bai a strange look. He opened his palm, and with a flash from his ring, a torrent of Demon Cores poured out, piling up on the circular tabletop. Staring at the small mountain of Demon Cores—a colorful assortment of different sizes—Elder Bai was left completely dumbfounded.
