"20,000 taels of gold, will anyone increase the price again?" The middle-aged man's deep voice pulled the surprised people back to reality.

Yingli couldn't believe his ears, he thought that Yu Zijin's price of 10,000 taels of gold was already a desperate move, but he never thought that there would be anyone more...

Chapter 43 The Sword Falls on the Lethe River, and the Fog Rises in the South City (3) is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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