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C166 Jiang Jinx(1)

"What is going on? How can there be two flags?"

"Where did the flag of the person from the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce come from?"

The audience was very puzzled about the origin of the flag in Lee Zhuohua's hand.

In the main viewing gallery.

"So that's how it is. This person is really interesting." Jing Jingxuan seemed to have discovered the reason and said with a light smile.

When White Light heard Jing Jingxuan's words, he frowned, because he, like the audience, did not understand what was going on.

"First Prince, I do not understand. Can you enlighten me?" White Light asked Jing Jingxuan respectfully. He really wanted to figure out where the flag in Lee Zhuohua's hand came from.

When Jing Jingxuan heard White Light's question, she glanced at him from the corner of her eyes.

"Look at the flag on Chiang Jin's back." Jing Jingxuan did not say anything else after giving White Light a hint.

"Chiang Jin?" White Light seemed a little puzzled after getting such an answer from Jing Jingxuan.

However, he still cast his gaze behind Chiang Jin.

"Hmm? So that's how it is. "White Light was not a stupid person, and he also understood when he saw the situation behind Chiang Jin.

And the audience had not yet understood the mysteries behind it, so for a moment, they were all a little impetuous.

At the seats of the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce.

"Zi Lan, do you understand?" Zhao Hanyan did not understand what was going on, so he asked Zi Lan who was beside him, hoping that she would understand.

When Zi Lan heard Zhao Hanyan's voice, she did not immediately answer. She was still thinking about it, because she did not know if her guess was correct.

...

In the central plaza.

Although Qin Weiyang did not understand where the flag in Lee Zhuohua's hand came from, when he noticed Chiang Jin's expression, he seemed to have caught on to something. He thought about it for a while and understood.

At this moment, he was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"This Lee Zhuohua is really interesting. He thought that he was going to fight with us for the last flag, but he didn't expect to target him. I really don't know what he'll do later." After Qin Weiyang figured out the key to the situation, he thought to himself and kept his eyes on the two of them from time to time.

Chiang Jin had already understood when he saw the flag in Lee Zhuohua's hand. Now, he was staring at Lee Zhuohua with a cold expression.

Lee Zhuohua saw Chiang Jin's gaze, and playfully raised the flag in his hand, as if showing off his power, and looked at him.

It turned out that the flag in Lee Zhuohua's hand was related to Chiang Jin.

Lee Zhuohua had long since noticed the flag on Chiang Jin's back. Before this, he was still thinking that there was only one person on the other side and he wasn't afraid that someone would take advantage of him.

In the end, Lee Zhuohua did the same thing.

Just now, he suddenly used The Holy Spirit Sword Technique on purpose.

He wanted to attract their attention and make them think that he was going to snatch away the final flag so that they could attack him.

When the two of them focused their attention on the flag at the end of the battle, he suddenly attacked.

Qin Weiyang and Chiang Jin were busy snatching the flag while Lee Zhuohua was stealing from behind.

In the end, Chiang Jin managed to snatch the flag from Qin Weiyang's hands, while Lee Zhuohua successfully stole a flag from his back.

Currently, Qin Weiyang had only managed to snatch eight flags, Chiang Jin also had eight flags, and Lee Zhuohua had nine flags in his hands.

Therefore, Lee Zhuohua was the champion of this bidding competition.

"You're very good. I hope you can be as good as this in the arena." Chiang Jin's pale face revealed a trace of anger. He said to Lee Zhuohua in such a manner, and his words were filled with threat.

Lee Zhuohua just shrugged his shoulders indifferently in the face of Chiang Jin's threat.

Qin Weiyang, who was standing at the side, looked at the two people in front of him with a smile on his face.

"I admit defeat." Qin Weiyang actually gave Lee Zhuohua a thumbs up and said with a smile.

Lee Zhuohua was slightly surprised by this, but he still nodded with a smile.

The audience at the scene still did not understand what was going on.

At this time, White Light walked down the stage and began to announce the champion of the bidding.

"The winner of this competition is Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce." White Light loudly announced the winner of the competition.

However, the audience was unhappy. They didn't understand what was going on at all. How could the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce win the competition?

"How did the Zhao Family win? Could there be an inside story?"

"There must be an inside story, or else where did that person get the flag?"

The white light scanned over the crowd and shook its head when it heard their questions. Luckily, the First Prince had given it some pointers, or else it wouldn't have been able to understand what was going on.

White Light started to explain to the audience.

With White Light's explanation, the audience gradually understood where the flag in Lee Zhuohua's hand came from.

But at the same time, when they understood, they looked at each other in dismay, feeling that Lee Zhuohua's approach was too despicable.

He was actually stealing from them.

"That person from the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce is too evil."

"Yeah, look at that Chiang Jin's expression."

The audience was discussing the matter of Lee Zhuohua snatching Chiang Jin's flag, but it could not change the fact that the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce had won the championship of the competition.

After White Light announced that the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce would win the first place in the competition, he returned to the main viewing platform.

...

The bidding competition had also ended after the final flag was divided.

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