The auction hall fell into silence, with no one responding.
Just as Ma Xiuxiu had said, the trio of General Jin Kui, Sleeping Moon Scholar, and Immortal Qinghua did not make a move to bid for the Golden Sun Profound Fire, causing Shen Luo's heart to gradually calm down.
"Four hundred and ten immortal jade!" But just at that moment, as if the heavens were against him, a crisp voice suddenly rang out.
Shen Luo's face fell as he turned to look in the direction of the voice, his pupils slightly contracting.
"It's her again, trying to ruin my good fortune!" He thought to himself angrily.
The one who had spoken was not anyone else but the Miss Li who stood behind Immortal Qinghua. The girl herself did not recognize him, but just so happened to cross him again.
"Four hundred and thirty immortal jade!" Shen Luo raised his placard and called out a bid.