Chapter 592 The Auction Storm

"Alright." The man in black nodded. He appeared youthful, only in his thirties or forties, but his hair was as white as snow, with a hint of wisdom in his eyes. "My lord, why don't we simply purchase it directly? Fifteen thousand spirit stones should not be a difficult task for our Baizhitang!" A hall master from the Vermilion Bird City branch suggested.