Ye Xuan sneered internally. 'An ordinary person would have been intimidated by her, but who am I?' His personal wealth was on par with that of some mid-sized families; how could he possibly lose to Zhou Qingwei?
Zhou Qingwei was rich, but could she compare to an elder from the Profound Mystery Sect? Or a family from Black Stone City? Or the entire treasure hoard of the Floating Light Secret Realm?
Competing with him in terms of financial power? Zhou Qingwei was just embarrassing herself.
If the Clan Leader of the Zhou family had come, he might have been able to suppress him with wealth. But for a mere Zhou family disciple like her to think she could pressure him, Ye Xuan? It was laughable.
Since his opponent wanted to show off, he would just have to be even more impressive.
"Eighty mid-grade Profound Stones." Ye Xuan's expression remained impassive, but he had just doubled Zhou Qingwei's bid.
