Chapter 122: The Annoyed Grandmaster

Everyone who had been paying attention could feel Dorian's subtle interest in the massive island.

But from the beginning of the bid, Dorian still stayed silent, as though it hadn't even entered his eyes at all.

So could they be wrong?

"200 thousand Vyns!"

"250 thousand!"

"300"

"310!"

"400!"

"1 million!"

Like so, the bid rose bit by bit, with Dorian still maintaining his silence.

Of course within the gathering of people below the suspended glass booths, one of the middle-class wealthy young masters also took note of Dorian.

F***!

How dare this bastard make his goddess cry?

Earlier on, Tsih Kon went out to relieve himself, only to hear Ji Su's burst of rage on the phone.

To him, Ji Su probably thought he was the only one around, causing him to relive his emotions.

But what Tsih Kon didn't know was that the moment he stood up, Ji Su also decided to use him as a gunman instead.