When he cast his eyes upon the sight beyond the VIP box, Emery could see there were at least a thousand people attending tonight's auction. And now that a third of the hundreds of auctioned items had been sold, the atmosphere within the hall was on the rise as everyone knew the main event was approaching.
These people represented the richest group in the Golden City and beyond, and thus they would definitely not want to return home with an empty hand.
At this time, Emery and the others saw the artifacts they obtained from the elf magus were currently being auctioned off, and smiles appeared on their faces as they heard the war below.
"Three hundred thousand! This lady offered three hundred thousand spirit stones! Anyone going higher?"
"Three hundred and twenty!"
"Going once… twice…"
