Damn, there was just no arguing with that reason.
Everyone who heard it was stunned speechless. Not just the crowd—even Fang Chenyi couldn't help but chuckle.
For a moment, the auctioneer just stood there, dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.
While he was dazed, the voice of Averill, the person in charge of this special auction, suddenly came through his earpiece:
"What the hell are you doing?! Get this situation handled right now! And if this item ends up stuck with the auction house, that 4.1 billion is coming out of your own pocket!"
However, in the time that followed, no matter how much he tried to suck up to the fatty, the man simply ignored him completely.
'I finally got rid of that hot potato, and you want to throw it back to me?' the fatty thought. 'Am I the idiot, or are you? If that thing came back into my hands, I'd be the one feeling like I wanted to die right now.'
