"8.1 million!"
Ye Li slowly spoke, but there was still no change in his handsome face.
Tang Qiu burst into fury. He walked to Ye Li and stared at him.
"Every time I raise the price, you only increase it by 100,000. What does this mean?"
All the genetic warriors in the black market auction house looked at each other in bewilderment. They couldn't afford to offend Tang Qiu. If they fought, they wondered if they could help Tang Qiu to curry favor with the Tang family.
"I, Ye Li, can add as much as I want. When did it become your turn to speak, you trash?" Ye Li looked at Tang Qiu indifferently.
"What!!!"
All the genetic warriors couldn't help taking a breath when they heard this. They looked at Ye Li dumbfounded. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't imagine that Ye Li would dare to say such a thing.
Young Master Tang was trash?