In the private box on the third floor, Room A, Murong Han's fingers tapped restlessly on his knee, his breathing growing deeper and heavier?
"If this continues, the spiritual deer I fancy and the sparrow demon my father wants will all inevitably fall into that bastard's hands."
Eunuch Fan lowered his body, speaking with difficulty: "Prince Han, the rules of the Dark City are that the highest bidder wins. If we truly have no chance, we cannot force it."
No one expected that the Dark City would play such a move, competing through blind bidding, unless it were for the dominating presence of Room B.
Murong Han, as a Prince of Ze Country, could at least call a few rounds of bids with the whole audience, gambling on fortune.
But that person practically placed extremely high bids on every demon in the blind boxes, a stance of determination that made anyone's heart tremble.
