Everyone quickly lowered their heads, not daring to make eye contact with Tang Ming.
What a joke!
Two guests competing, one suddenly falls ill, another faints on the spot, all for a few One-star Martial Artists, it's not worth it at all.
After waiting for a long time, no one dared to speak. Tang Ming impatiently looked at Han Mo: "You, as the host, haven't announced the auction result for so long, what is your intention? Could it be there's a stooge from the Sun and Moon Group here to inflate the prices?"
"How could that be? The Sun and Moon Group has always been honest and fair, absolutely not deceiving guests."
Han Mo awkwardly laughed, feeling extremely frustrated inside, gritting his teeth and shouting: "One dollar once, one dollar twice..."
"One dollar three times, sold."
Han Mo announced the result through gritted teeth, even though he was unwilling, the arranged stooge was already unconscious, and others dared not speak rashly, he had no choice.
"That's more like it."
