"I'll pay five hundred! I'll buy it, frame it, and then I can brag to my grandson that I collected the love letters of the King of Slaughter!"

"One thousand! One thousand gold soul coins!"

Bidding was incessant, with small increases, but the atmosphere was more heated than in any previous auction.

This was no longer an auction; it was a grand carnival.

Inside the Spirit Hall's private room, Yue Guan's lips twitched; he wanted to laugh but dared not, struggling to hold it in.

A rare smile appeared on Bibi Dong's face. She shook her head and said nothing.

This Liuli Heaven really dares to sell anything.

Wasn't it the same on Poseidon Island?

Now that they've returned to the mainland, they're still playing these same old tricks.

Meanwhile, in the private room where Tang San was, the atmosphere was completely out of place with the hustle and bustle outside.

Yu Xiaogang looked at the crumpled piece of paper that had become a laughing stock for countless people, but a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

"The King of Slaughter? His surname is Tang?"

He murmured to himself; as a master of theory, any information related to top experts was enough to pique his interest.

Even a failed love letter can offer a glimpse into the state of mind of that legendary figure back then.

"teacher."

Tang San's cold voice interrupted his thoughts.

"It's just a useless crumpled piece of paper; it's not worth our time."

Tang San's gaze did not linger on the auction stage for a moment; his heart had already flown to the "Listening Tide Conch" that he was about to obtain.

He stood up.

"Let's go to the back office now to complete the handover. Once we have the items, we'll return to the Star Luo Empire immediately!"

He couldn't wait.

He needed to go back immediately, enter the safest secret room, and listen to the voice from the future.