A mysterious strongman, upon seeing the Elixir, couldn't help but flash a hint of joy in his eyes.
This Elixir was his main target for attending the auction.
"Thank you," he said indifferently.
"There's no need for thanks when money is involved," the middle-aged man quickly waved his hand in response to the mysterious strongman's gratitude.
"This is your fee for this task," the mysterious strongman said as he took out a bag of Spirit Stones from his bosom and handed it to the middle-aged man.
Upon seeing the bag of Spirit Stones, a flicker of joy couldn't help but pass through the middle-aged man's eyes.
This bag of Spirit Stones was equivalent to several years of his savings in Spirit Stones.
"I'll take my leave now," said the mysterious strongman, having handed over the items to the middle-aged man, and quickly turned to leave.
"Wait," but at this moment, the middle-aged man suddenly called out to him.