Tang Xiaobao began handing out small cards, while also reminding people, "Don't miss a zero or make a mistake. I have a very good memory. Anyone who can mess up something like a money transfer is wasting their life. They're a true idiot and a fool, right?"

The three of them nodded in agreement.

The transfer is complete.

Tang Xiaobao looked at the balance and grinned.

As expected of a big sect, it really has rich resources. Moreover, the borrowed money has not been repaid, and the three of them actually raised more than 420 billion.

Just in time, I made back all the money I spent on today’s auction.

Oh, we got 300 billion before.

Damn, Tang Xiaobao now has more than 7,700 cash in his card.

It's so perverted.

Of this, naturally, 250 billion was what Chen Mengyao asked the company to transfer, and more than 100 billion was Tang Xiaobao's own money. After paying off the debt, he also made a profit of 300 billion.

Oh, and all the treasures from the auction.

There are also various treasures looted from the ancient martial arts world.

He didn't have time to check now. Anyway, the small room in the storage ring was almost full.

However, only 300 billion was earned.

Well, it seems I’m still not satisfied.

Seeing the three people looking at him eagerly, Tang Xiaobao frowned and said, "Just now, I really wanted to let you go, but now I think about it, I regret it."

"ah?"

Zhang Zongchun exclaimed: "Mr. Tang, you can't do this—"

"Shut up!"

Tang Xiaobao interrupted Zhang Zongchun, glared at him, and said, "You weren't first place just now. Besides, you threatened me and scolded me at the auction. What qualifications do you have to bargain with me?"

Zhang Zongchun was extremely angry and hateful, and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.