UPROAR!
The sound of astonishment echoed. In the gazes of many looking towards Ling Chen, a hint of shock emerged. Sixteen million taels of gold—this bid had surpassed the previous Falling Flow Red Melt Gun.
No one had expected such a high bid to be placed by a mere boy.
"Damn it!"
Yin Zongli was on the verge of madness, but he managed to hold it in, turning his fury into laughter. He wanted to see how Ling Chen was going to bring forth such a vast amount of money.
This was the Black Market auction. If Ling Chen could not come up with the money, he would not only lose the auction item but also offend the Black Market. Whether he could safely leave Blackwater City was debatable.
"Junior Brother Wuchen, are you... sure this is okay?"
Liu Feiyue was also a little worried. Sixteen million taels—this amount was indeed outrageous. Even for her, she would probably bleed herself dry to come up with it.
"No problem, Senior Sister can rest assured." Ling Chen looked unconcerned.
