"You can't afford to offend them!" Situ Kuangjian looked at Ling Chuxi and said. Although he didn't know Zhihan's origin, since he could become an opponent with Ling Chuxi, he was naturally not on the same level as him.
He Daojia can't afford it, and He Daojia can't afford it.
"Brother Situ, have you fought against them before?" He Dejia asked curiously.
Fight? Situ Kuangjian glanced at Ling Chuxi and thought to himself: Fortunately I didn't fight with her, otherwise it would still be a problem whether you could see me again? He thought so in his heart, but did not tell what happened in the Magic Valley of Spirit Grass.
Afraid of losing face.
"Stop asking, why don't we leave first." After gathering with Ling Chuxi, Situ Kuangjian always felt uneasy and said to He Daojia.
"Okay, this Tianbao Conference is not interesting, let's go." He Daojia saw that he had no chance to show off his bastard anger, and did not want to stay any longer.
"By the way, I found the person you asked me to find last time. Let's go find his bad luck." He Daojia thought of this and said excitedly.
"Okay, you actually dared to deceive me, Situ Kuangjian, let's see how I deal with her this time!" Situ Kuangjian failed to buy the suitable spiritual grass to submit to the family, and he felt a little depressed. He was also trying to find a place.
Export your anger.
The two then left the venue immediately.
Everyone else only cared about the fight between Ling Chuxi and Zhihan, and no one paid attention to them at all.
In the venue, two equally graceful girls stood looking at each other. Their clothes were as white as snow, and they were as cold as dust. However, their eyes were clearly incompatible with each other.
"Ling Chuxi, are you deliberately going against me?" Zhihan said through gritted teeth.
She managed to endure the tone just now, but she didn't expect that so soon, Ling Chuxi would actually go against her again, making it clear that she couldn't get along with her.
"You are overthinking. This spiritual grass is of great use to me, I must get it." Ling Chuxi said lightly.
No wonder Zhihan thought so. She had never participated in the competition before, but as soon as Zhihan made a move, she followed suit. Naturally, people mistakenly thought that she was targeting Zhihan.
But she can't be blamed. Who asked Zhihan to raise the price so high? If she didn't bid, others would definitely not bid.
"Humph, I have to get it? I'm afraid you will be disappointed." Zhihan didn't believe Ling Chuxi's words at all and said with a cold snort.
"Eighty-five thousand color spiritual stones, is there anyone else bidding?" Ling Chuxi was too lazy to pay attention to her, looked around the venue, and said. Anyway, she has a clear conscience. As for whether Zhihan believes it or not, that has nothing to do with her.
"One hundred thousand!" Zhihan gritted his teeth and directly raised the bidding price to one hundred thousand, while looking at Ling Chuxi provocatively.
"One hundred thousand!" Many people present took a breath. Although the aristocratic families who came to the Tianbao Conference all had Taoist backgrounds, but they may not be able to easily come up with such a large sum.
Everyone could see that these two people were at odds with each other.
"Alas, no matter how angry you are, you can't waste your family like this. If this continues, no matter how big your family fortune is, they can't withstand their defeat. Today's young people are really too willful and wasteful. They will lose their money in the future.
What should I do?" An old man said with emotion while stroking his long beard.
"I can't help it. Others have money and are willful." Another head of the household curled his lips and said, obviously he couldn't eat the grapes and said they were sour.