"Two thousand one hundred!"
Wan Wanxin was beyond furious. 'Of course, it had to be someone troublesome. Damn you and your bidding!' she cursed internally. 'Why couldn't you just bid earlier, instead of putting me on edge like this!'
In that moment, she loathed this woman with a passion that seemed to eclipse even her usual hatred for Feng Moxi.
"Two thousand one hundred and one..."
Wan Wanxin had a considerable number of Demon Cores. In Cang City, especially, she was practically a reaping machine, with monsters all but throwing themselves at her.
The problem was, they were all tainted with a trace of black energy, making them unusable in trade.
"Two thousand two hundred!" Feng Moxi didn't care, casually raising her bid.
"Two thousand two hundred and one!"
"Two thousand three hundred!"
"Two thousand three hundred and one!"
"Two thousand four hundred!"
