Chapter 1590

"700 million!" The icy voice rang out again. The woman from Fallen Angel Tribe turned to Sebastian with a stoic look. Although they were miles apart, her gaze—which appeared like two streaks of icy lights that could look into the soul—traveled through the distance and pierced squarely into Sebastian's mind. Sebastian frowned, looking indifferent and unafraid. On the way here earlier, Ferrian had warned him that members of the Fallen Angel Tribe were obnoxious and arrogant. Unless there was no other way, they shouldn't offend this tribe. Sebastian sneered in his heart, thinking that this lady from Fallen Angel Tribe was really petty and intolerant toward others. They were at a public auction, where the item went to the highest bidder. This was no place for her display of arrogance. "800 million!" Sebastian raised the bid without second thoughts, his voice icy but firm. He must obtain dreamilus vine. Even at the cost of offending someone from the Fallen Angel Tribe, he wasn't goi