Chapter 1050: “Consumption of the Sky Dominates the World Mediation Painting”

50 million wasn't a large amount to him, but it wasn't small either. This was half a year of Bei Yuanqing's pocket money, so he was going to be short on money for a short period now.

"That's right." Hong Dali shrugged and said, "See? I never say that it was a martial arts secret. I didn't want to sell it also, but you insisted on buying it, and now you say that I lied to you—speaking of which, you are a member of the royal family, can you not make such a joke?"

"You!" Bei Yuanqing was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood and squeezed out these words from between his clenched teeth. "Hong Dali, this isn't over! It isn't over! You wait and see, you wait!"

Hong Dali looked at him in despise and said, "I sold it to you out of kindness and you don't appreciate it!?"