The auctioneer, on the contrary, breathed a sigh of relief and hastily wiped the sweat from his brow with his sleeve. "Ahem. In that case, the bid is valid."
"Fifty thousand Spirit Stones, going once."
"Will any other fellow cultivators make a bid to take these Dual Swords home?"
Over by Xiao Chen, Chen Tianyuan pulled up a chair and sat right beside him.
He then handed Xiao Chen a Storage Bag, its Spiritual Ban already removed.
In a voice only the two of them could hear, he explained, "Tian Yang doesn't usually handle his finances, so he doesn't have many Spirit Stones on him. If you're ever short in the future, just come find me directly."
Xiao Chen politely declined. "First Uncle, I should have enough Spirit Stones."
Chen Tianyuan insisted, pushing it toward him. "You're being too formal. You don't see yourself as one of us. Just take it for now. If you don't spend it, you can always give it back to me later."
"Alright then. Thank you, First Uncle."
