No one expected that the very first of the nine grand finale auction items would actually be a three-meter-tall piece of chaotic adamantine.
What made everyone’s heart itch with intense frustration, bitter regret, and dismay was that none of them had recognized the chaotic adamantine, ultimately letting the fellow in private room 1703 pick up a bargain.
Yet, everyone knew in their hearts that if the occupant of private room 1703 did not hail from a domain-lord-level faction, death would likely be waiting for them.
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