No one else made an offer; eight thousand was already quite a lot. Everyone had investigated the map's resources, and although there were many, there were also three other camps from different factions. Competing with them for resources would make the actual profits uncertain.
This was all unclear. Eight thousand was definitely a high price, and for a guild, it wasn't a small amount either.
Soon, Li Yao was led into a small lounge where he finally met the guild ranked second.
"Yo, isn't that Chairman Liaoyuan? No wonder such a generous bid."
"The man's got money, why are you concerned? Straight up added a thousand Gold Coins, if you've got the guts, you do the same."
Just as Li Yao and his party entered the lounge, they heard a sarcastic voice. When Li Yao entered, he saw a male and a female, both Trolls—one, a clear-cut Dark Spear Hunter and the other a Shaman Priest.