"I was right, how could a broken bow be worth five million Immortal Stones? It turns out, it's just to fight for a breath."
Instantly, the people in the auction hall seemed to have an epiphany, and the doubts in their hearts dissipated.
However, cleverness can lead to mistakes, and in fact, they were just being presumptuous. Mo Wangchen didn't know about Feng Qing's situation.
But his participation in the struggle for the Heavenly Subduing Bow is definitely not just for a breath.
"What? Is he the one who had conflict with you before?" Meanwhile, inside Room Number Eleven, Feng Qing frowned for the first time.
Zhou Jing nodded, "It should be him. I felt the voice sounded familiar, and now hearing everyone's reminder, I'm quite sure."
"In your view, is he truly just venting, or is he determined to get that bow?" Feng Qing frowned and asked.