What happened today? Are these domestic slaves going to change things?

"How much do you want to bid?" the auctioneer on the stage asked.

"Ten thousand Tianjing is the price of the previous transaction, not a penny more." Fang Yu looked at Yuan Longyun and said, "What this guy said is all bullshit, it doesn't count."

After hearing this, the expressions of both the Celestial Clan monks and the domestic slaves in the venue changed.

This house slave... is so brave!

Yuan Longyun's face immediately darkened.

How dare a mere domestic slave speak to him like that!?

"I'm not disappointed. He really has no brains. How did this little house slave survive to this day?" Si Nanxin in the second-floor private room couldn't help laughing.

"What...are you talking about!?" Yuan Longyun asked in a cold voice.

"I said everything you said was bullshit... No, you are just bullshit." Fang Yu and Yuan Longyun looked at each other without any fear.

"Wow……"
Chapter completed!