"Mr. Lin?" Master Yin was taken aback. Clearly, Su Xiaoxiao and Master Mo had come for this stone. Now that Lin Mo was bidding, wasn't he openly defying Su Xiaoxiao and Master Mo?
Yan Wei opened his mouth but, in the end, said nothing. He at least knew that Lin Mo was the number one man in Shu Province, having even crushed the Jiangzhou Qu Family. It seemed Lin Mo would not be afraid of the Su Family, let alone a junior from the family.
Even Yan Wei was pleased to see Lin Mo fight against Su Xiaoxiao. Su Xiaoxiao, relying on her status as a member of the Su Family, had always looked down upon him. It was just right for Lin Buran to take her down a peg.
"Seven billion!" Su Xiaoxiao's face turned somewhat red as she continued to raise her hand.
"Eight billion," Lin Mo replied, his expression cold and detached.
"You..."
Su Xiaoxiao's eyes nearly burst into flames as she glared at Lin Mo. Although eight billion was not a lot for the Su Family, she was, after all, a junior in the family and couldn't casually take out such an amount—although she could inform her elders.
"Miss, let him have it. Even if he wins the bid, it doesn't mean he'll be able to keep it securely," Master Mo said indifferently, stroking his chin's beard, a hint of ruthlessness fleeting across his face.
Hearing this, Su Xiaoxiao then gave up on continuing to bid.
"Good, congratulations to this gentleman for winning the White Jade Stone."
After swiping his card backstage and obtaining the White Jade Stone, Lin Mo had just walked out the door when he discovered that the people who had attended the auction hadn't left yet. They were all staring at him and Yan Wei and Master Yin.
"Offending the miss of the Su Family, I wonder if you'll be able to take away this White Jade Stone?"
"I wonder where this young man came from. He dares not to give face to the Su Family and a Basic-level Martial God. He's going to be in for a rough time."
Many people watched Lin Mo with a Schadenfreude expression, eager for the drama.
Sure enough, standing at the door were Su Xiaoxiao and Master Mo, who seemed to have been waiting specifically for Lin Mo.
"Lin Mo, could you let me have this stone? I can give you all the money for it," Su Xiaoxiao said straight to the point, her tone somewhat haughty.
However, Lin Mo simply smiled and replied, "The stone was won by me at the auction. If you wanted it, you should have bid against me when you had the chance. Now, why should I give it to you?"
As the daughter of the Su Family, Su Xiaoxiao was indulged and pampered everywhere she went. She had never met a cold youth like Lin Mo, who refused to give her any face.
"This is the Northeast, and you must be aware of our Su Family's power here. Why oppose me?" Su Xiaoxiao said, her face reddening.
"What I, Lin Mo, fear the least is being pressured by power," Lin Mo replied, his demeanor cool, his eyes emitting a trace of chill.
Upon locking eyes with the chill in Lin Mo's gaze, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly felt a chill throughout her body, sensing danger.
"Young man, keeping this stone won't bring you any good. How about giving it to me, and we become friends?" Master Mo said in a deep voice. He considered Lin Mo to be just an ordinary person; possessing such top-grade spiritual stones was simply a waste.
"You wish to be friends with me? I'm afraid you're not qualified," Lin Mo said calmly.
The onlookers were stunned. Offending Su Xiaoxiao was one thing, but to speak to Master Mo with such a tone? Either he was a truly powerful Big Shot with strong backing or he was a naive young calf unafraid of tigers, fearless because of his ignorance.
"If you don't hand over the spiritual stone, don't blame me for being rude," Master Mo's expression turned colder. Wasn't he, a Basic-level Martial God, someone a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old youth could insult?
Instantly, a cold True Qi began to emerge from his palm!
Lin Mo didn't even spare them a glance; instead, he lifted his head and said indifferently to the surroundings, "Since you've come, might as well show yourselves. It's rare for me to come looking for you."
Hearing Lin Mo's words, Su Xiaoxiao and Master Mo were startled, while everyone else also looked around, searching for signs of anyone else.
"Five hundred billion ah! Truly tempting!"
Suddenly, a cold voice rang out, and two figures emerged from the darkness on the right side of the road. They wore long robes, one black and one white, with high hats; their skin was snow-white, their faces marked with strange symbols, exuding a deeply eerie and sinister presence.
Two more people stepped out from the left side. One was a fiery-figured woman in a red armor, holding two green wind blades shaped like crescent moons in her hands, while beside her stood a child of about ten years old. At closer inspection, however, it was a dwarf, carrying a bamboo basket, giving off an exceedingly dangerous and horrifying aura.
"The Black and White Killers from Soul Destruction?"
"Are those Jing Ji and the Skull Child from Godslayer Temple?"
Master Mo was stunned. He had heard of Godslayer Temple and Soul Destruction, which ranked among the top ten assassin organizations internationally.
And these four individuals were exceptionally terrifying and powerful!
Yet Lin Mo stood with his hands behind his back, his face as calm as ever. He sensed another familiar presence—it was the same person who had attempted to snipe him from a rooftop back in Shu Province.
"Miss, stay away from him!" Master Mo's face subtly changed as he pulled Su Xiaoxiao to the side.
Frowning, Su Xiaoxiao gazed at the four strange figures that had appeared in front of them and asked Master Mo, "Do you know who these people are?"
"The internationally ranked top ten assassin organization members from Godslayer Temple and Soul Destruction. It seems this young man has offended someone—moreover, for Godslayer Temple and Soul Destruction to take action together, he must have offended some very powerful Big Shot," Master Mo said gravely.
Jing Ji, with her blades in hand, slowly approached with a swaying stance, her lips painted scarlet as if she were a poisonous rose. Accompanying her, the Skull Child carried the bamboo basket, his ugly face wearing a macabre smile.
As for the Black and White Killers, they seemed to mirror each other perfectly in step, motion, and expression, likely Soul Hookers sent by Soul Destruction. They sent shivers down the spine.
"Yo, who would have thought Soul Destruction would act so swiftly?" Jing Ji said coldly after stopping, her gaze fixed on the Black and White Killers.
"Your Godslayer Temple isn't slow either. With five hundred billion at stake, if you don't act quickly, what if someone else snatches it?" Hei Sha spoke, his voice deep and gloomy.
Those around them who heard their conversation couldn't help but reveal expressions of shock.
Five hundred billion for the life of this young man?
Even Su Xiaoxiao and Master Mo were taken aback. Five hundred billion was an astronomical figure!
Moreover, it was offered for the assassination of one person. What kind of identity must that person have to provoke such a bounty?
Jing Ji, the Bamboo Basket Child, and the Black and White Killers were known as aces within Godslayer Temple and Soul Destruction, each with strength no less than that of a Basic-level Martial God. The appearance of these four was akin to Basic-level Martial God Strong Persons appearing to kill a young man, leaving no one unsurprised.
Master Yin and Yan Wei also quickly retreated. A fight of this level was not something they were qualified to intervene in.
"Who sent you to kill me?" Lin Mo asked blandly, no sign of nervousness in him.
"Once you're dead, I can tell you," Bai Sha replied with a cold smirk, a terrifying chill surging around him.
Jing Ji narrowed her eyes slightly, licked her alluring lips, and said, "Black and White Killers, five hundred billion won't be easy to get. Why don't we join forces, and split the commission evenly afterwards?"
The Black and White Killers exchanged a look, then nodded in agreement.