Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Venice, the Yun Lan Chinese Mage Clubhouse...
Jiang Yu still did not understand what the Soul that his teacher was interested in was; even the Vice Elder of the Sacred Hall of Liberty was willing to intervene just to get her hands on it. He could not help but ask, "Master, the Soul that you bought for Mo Fan, what exactly is it? Is it really that impressive?"
"To be honest with you, I was quite surprised to see something like that in the marketplace in Venice, too. There's nothing special about that Soul, and even people with sharp eyes normally don't pay three hundred million for it. Even if it's auctioned, it will most likely be sold around the price of two hundred million..." Pang Lai tried taking a sip of the Italian coffee, yet as soon as he took a sip, he spat it out.
Truly, comparing yourself to others is frustrating. Especially when they can earn so much more money than you.