Zezel's teeth were clenched as he slammed the table next to him. He was out of money as well. He couldn't believe that he had lost to Arze.
"Fifteen Hundred Billion... is there any higher bid?" The Guardian of the Celestial Shop asked as she began the count of three.
"... two."
With the count almost reaching the end, many people were filled with indignation but they couldn't do anything. It was clear that Arze was going to win. Arze's biggest competitors could only curse him on the inside.
Arze remained calm, a smile spread across his lips. Everything had gone according to his plans. And now he was just moments ago from winning. He folded his arms, almost certain of his win.
"... thr-"
"Sixteen Hundred Million!"
Just as the count was about to finish, another bid came. Arze was shocked, sitting straight in disbelief. The voice belonged to the person who had revealed their killing intent towards him.