Chen Xuan’s remark left Jing Yunkun livid, his face turning an ashen grey as he struggled to find a comeback.
If he were to continue the bidding war, he would have to drop four hundred million to top Zhao Xingcai’s rewards. Dumping that much money into a livestream was no longer just a bit of fun; it was genuine fiscal insanity. For the first time, Jing Yunkun, who had never treated money as anything more than paper, found himself hesitating.
"As the illustrious Young Master Jing, son of the richest man in Xianglian City, surely you aren't saying you can't afford this small amount?" Chen Xuan asked with a mocking smirk.
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