"Aren't you a joke? Do you think you can outbid all of us with just 200 Shards."
A deep voice filled with mockery and arrogance resounded in the auction hall, and the gazes of everybody shifted to the room of the Martial Clan.
The man that spoke was a Tier 6 Elder of the Martial Clan, and although Anon did not know, the elder was the Tier 6 that almost caught him the moment he came out of the Evolution Center.
A wide grin could be seen on his wild face as he sat with his arms folded and menacing aura around him as he stared in the direction of the Supreme Sword Sect.
"If you really think that the arm of the Blade Monarch is just worth 200 Shards, then you pretentious sword freaks are definitely dumber than I thought."
The Tier 6 Elder scoffed, and without waiting for a response from the Supreme Sword Sect, he placed his bid.
"450 Immortal Shards."
Gasp!
