Chapter 439: Trapped

"Does anyone want to bid more than eight hundred thousand?" On the platform, Old Man Ye scanned the room but heard no response. "If there's no higher bid, then this stone will be—" "I bid one million." Before Old Man could finish, another voice cut him off. "You think you can snag that spirit pearl for eight hundred thousand? Dream on." It was Frank Yale, the bidder. The spirit pearl was indeed excellent and worth every bit of eight hundred thousand spirit stones. Knowing this, he certainly...