Hearing Elder Zhou's voice, a portion of the crowd sobered up. Han Jun was instantly infuriated. He turned to a man about his age next to him and asked, "How much money did we bring this time?"
The man whispered, "Young Master, we brought four hundred thousand Purple Elemental Crystals, but you can only use one hundred and fifty thousand of them. The rest is for bidding on the items designated by the Master."
Han Jun shot Mu Chen a vicious glare and snapped, "No way. I must have these Martial Power Pills. Don't use my father to pressure me. I'll explain myself when I get back."
"Two hundred thousand! Is there no one higher? Then two hundred thousand going once, two hundred thousand going twice, two hundred thousand going thr—"
Just as Elder Zhou was about to shout the final word, Han Jun abruptly stood up. "Two hundred and ten thousand!"
"WOW! Two hundred and ten thousand for two Martial Power Pills!"
"He's insane, insane!"
