"Ten!" Xinlianjiu began to count down.

"Nine!"

"eight!"

"seven!"

...

He counted quickly, as if he didn't want to give Bai Ye a chance.

Although Bai Ye has been motionless.

Long Jue's people are becoming more and more desperate.

Those at Heixuan Auction House also sighed repeatedly.

Everything was just as they thought, even Bai Ye couldn't save them.

Erfu shook his head, with a trace of sadness on his face.

Until then, a hoarse voice emerged.

"Bai Ye...if you can't solve it, how about I help you? If I help you...can you...let me go?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned and looked at the source of the sound.

Only then did I realize...the person speaking was actually the embarrassed middle-aged man who was locked up by the people in Daliang City.
Chapter completed!