Chu Yi watched the little fatty with schadenfreude, and the little fatty wished he could give Chu Yi a fierce beating.
"Hmph, I think you'll come away empty-handed this time too, it's like the pot calling the kettle black, no one should laugh at the other."
Chu Yi, with arms folded, revealed a smile that was like a riddle.
"How about we bet a meal?"
"If this Linglong Tower sells for less than two hundred thousand, I'll treat you to a meal."
The little fatty's eyes widened, and he exclaimed loudly, "You're crazy, two hundred thousand."
"Wait and see."
Now with a meal on the line as a bet, both of them paid extra attention to the auction of the Linglong Tower.
The turn of events was exactly as Chu Yi had anticipated.
Although the Linglong Tower started at only eighty thousand, the prices for several quite decent Spiritual Artifacts before it had all been steep.
The competition that followed became fierce.