Chapter 166: Spirit Stone? Mystic Stone?

As the minutes ticked by, the price of the Mystic Stone had skyrocketed, pushed to an unprecedented high of fifty million dollars. Down on the floor, the onlookers lapped it up, eager to see whose pocket the stone would end up in. In private room five, Travis Jauncy sat calm and unruffled, not the slightest intention of speaking up. Otto Shaw could not help himself and asked, anxious, "Mr. Jauncy, aren't we going to bid?" Travis lounged on the sofa, flicked him a glance, and said softly, "What's...