Chapter 625: Who Is This Peasant, Who Is Trying To Fight Me?

Chapter 625: Who Is This Peasant, Who Is Trying To Fight Me?



"Ten million," Thirteen stated.

"Fifteen million," Claude smirked.

"Who is this peasant, who is trying to fight me?" Thirteen asked. "Fifty Million."

The people who were thinking that the two bidders were insane for outbidding against each other almost choked when they heard one of the two bid fifty million.

Dorothy, who had been in the auction industry for a very long time, couldn't help but feel admiration for the bidder in the VIP Room Number 13.

A Rank 5 Sovereign at most could be sold for a million gold coins, up to three million gold coins.

However, the current bid was at fifty million, which made her believe that the one who auctioned the Blaze Skunk was now jumping in joy because soon, he would be very rich.

Arthur was doing his best not to chuckle because Claude looked like someone who had eaten a fly.

He was the second-in-command of the Ashford Clan, one of the Monarch Clans, so this was the first time that someone called him a "peasant."

Michael, who was also at odds with the Ashford Clan, couldn't help but give his nephew a thumbs up. The more he thought about his daring nephew, the more he felt helpless because he had a penchant for attracting trouble.

"Only fifty million? What are you? a beggar?" Claude replied in disdain. "One hundred million!"

"B*tch, can you stop pretending to be rich when you're this poor? Even I feel ashamed for you," Thirteen said in a mocking tone. "Two hundred million."

"A kid like you thinks that you can beat adults? Keep dreaming. Three hundred million!"

"I don't know about other kids, but I doubt that a stinky adult like you can beat me. Only three hundred million? Can you stop being a peasant? Five hundred million."

The two Monarchs of the Cygni Continent and the Rigel Continent, Douglas Griffin and Wendell Elrod, couldn't help but look at each other in dismay.

Both of them had a good relationship with Zion, and they didn't expect that the teenage boy would not back down against Claude, the second-in-command of the Ashford Clan.

Even the Monarch of the Aldebaran Continent, Trevor Remington, could only look at Arthur and wondered if he would step in to help his grandson.

However, Arthur only smirked.

Clearly, he wanted to see how this drama would end.

"Child, do you know who I am?" Claude asked. "Do you think you can speak like that in front of me?"

"I don't know who you are, but since you talk sh*t, you must be sh*t," Thirteen replied in contempt. "I bid five hundred million, so if you dare to fight, I'll keep you company. Let's see if you will have enough money to bid for the Serpent Scales later."

Claude snorted. "Do you really think that the Ashford Family is poor? Foolish child. I'll put you in your place. One Billion!"

"Hahaha! We're rich!" Lucky laughed out loud.

"Who would have thought that we'd hit it big this time?!" Gotti raised his fist in triumph.

The members of the E4 Mafia were extremely happy due to the outcome of the bidding war. They had painstakingly caught the Blaze Stacy Skunk and sent it to auction to get some

money.

However, none of them expected that they had struck gold!

Just as everyone was laughing in happiness, Alcapone's communicator rang. Alcapone, who was in a very good mood, glanced at the name of the communicator and answered the call.

"Do you need something from me, Sir?" Alcapone asked with a smile on his face.

"On behalf of the Green Lanterns, I would like to thank you for the donation of two Billion Gold Coins," Thirteen said. "You have done meritorious service to our cause. Your sacrifice

will not be in vain."

"Hahahaha... Sir... you're joking, right?" Alcapone, who was all smiles earlier, felt like crying all of a sudden. "You're just joking, right?"

"Of course, I'm joking," Thirteen replied. "I'll leave you with one million since I'm a good

person."

"Ah? Sir, how about a hundred million?"

"The fishes in the Cygni Continent are very hungry. I'm sure that they want something big and

juicy to bite on."

"Actually, one million is good!" Alcapone said through tears. "One million is good! Thank

you, Sir!"

"Good." Thirteen replied. "I'll wire you the money after the auction. Good job, Soldier. Keep

up the good work."

An awkward silence descended inside the room as everyone looked at their boss, who looked as if he was about to cry.

What Alcapone didn't know was that Thirteen planned to give him a different kind of reward after they met in the Cygni Continent.

A reward that would surpass the two billion gold coins that he scammed-errr, borrowed from his subordinate, which would be spent for the greater good of the battalion under

Thirteen's command.