As soon as the voice fell, Hu Yishou said coldly to a person next to him, "I'll pay 110,000 stones."
Hu Yiheng turned his head and saw that the person beside him had a pale face without a beard. His gaze was cold and sinister. He was stunned for a moment before yelling angrily, "Zhang Ping, what do you mean by this? Didn't we agree just now? I'll use a superior-grade spirit sword to block your mouth. Now that you've gone back on your word, you... you're not using the sword anymore. What are you trying to do?"
Zhang Ping said lightly, "I've changed my mind! Besides, I'm also helping you! If I raise the price, the four of us might give up the bid this time. With our relationship, it will be negotiable!"
When Hu Yiman heard this, he smiled and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Yes... Ah, no! Onc
