C818

"Xiaolong, Xiaolong?"

Ming Yu's voice interrupted Xiao Long's train of thought, "There aren't many ores left now, and I think the bidder here have already spent most of their money. Look, do you still want to bet on the ore after this?"

Ming Yu looked at the high platform, and there was a rock about the size of a palm. This rock looked very ordinary, and it didn't have any special features