C169 The Wind Stone

"Twelve million!"

Ye Tian's eyebrows arched in a smile, his demeanor cool and dismissive. He acted as if the Taiyi Sect was beneath his notice, suggesting he'd keep upping the ante every time the elder raised the bid.

"Alright, you've got nerve! Thirteen million! Keep up if you dare!"

The Taiyi Elder's patience snapped under Ye Tian's nonchalant stance