Ivan Sean's voice drew everyone's attention instantly.
"Looks like there's always been bad blood between the Sean family and the Divine Alchemist Pavilion. Seems they're gonna duke it out behind the scenes this time."
"Yeah, it's all about that Mason Raymond guy."
"The Divine Alchemist Pavilion threw a ton of money at Mason Raymond, but now he's dead, so they got nothing and just made more enemies."
"That kind of investment's just not worth the risk."
People buzzed with chatter, clearly hoping for some drama.
The Pavilion Master quietly raised her hand to bid, bumping up the price: "Ten billion."
"Fifteen billion!" Ivan Sean's hand shot up without hesitation.
"Twenty billion." The Pavilion Master kept going.
Ivan Sean scoffed: "Thirty billion!"
The price shot through the roof.
This got the Capital City Martial Arts Association pumped. They lived for this kind of competition.
"Pavilion Master, should we keep bidding?" Mya Winona asked with a worried frown.
