The people in the hall were still just watching the spectacle.
And those who had previously competed with Ye Feng saw Ye Feng still had money to bid, and their expressions suddenly became very unpleasant.
"How is it possible? He still has money to bid? Aren't these few pieces able to catch his eye? Or have we been played by him?" The old man in Box No. 2 frowned, feeling that there was something he didn't know about here.
"Quick! Have someone open this stone for me to see what's actually inside." Upon hearing this, the man next to him hurriedly signaled.
Under his signal, the staff quickly brought equipment to help him open the Raw Stone.
...
As Box No. 2 was opening the stone, those in other boxes, who had competed with Ye Feng, also sensed something was amiss, and their faces turned incredibly sour.
"Damn it! I feel like we've been tricked by him. Did he find out our intentions and then trap us?"
"Should we open the stone to see?"
