Murong Ruyin gently pulled his hand and said: "This Crescent Moon script is far inferior to your Golden Sanskrit script. Why did you buy this thing?"
"Don't say anything, I'll tell you later. Ranwen? "
Over there, the woman wearing a bamboo hat looked over again, obviously very angry.
"Eight hundred thousand." She gritted her teeth and said.
"Nine hundred thousand." Ye Xiong immediately called out the price.
"One million." The other party called out the price again.
The companion next to her was too late to stop her.
Ye Xiong laughed, stopped calling out prices, and sat leisurely.
"One million for the first time, one million for the second time, one million for the third time, the deal is done. This Moon Roaring Sword belongs to the lady No. 38."
The deal was hammered down.
Only then did Murong Ruyin realize that it turned out that Ye Xiong did not want the Xiaoyue Sword at all, but deliberately raised the price to make the girl in the hat bleed profusely.
Look how I will kill you, Ye Xiong snorted coldly.
Next, Ye Xiong never called out the price, but whenever the woman in a bamboo hat called out the price, he would follow suit, causing her to bleed profusely.
The most amazing thing is that the girl in the bamboo hat loses every time, and Ye Xiong seems to be able to guess where her psychological price is. Every time when she doesn't want to bid, Ye Xiong has already stopped bidding one step ahead.
Sometimes, the woman would ask for something she didn't need, but Ye Xiong didn't follow her, as if he had guessed what she really needed.
Murong Ruyin watched from the side, secretly frightened. She didn't expect Ye Xiong's insight to be so powerful. It was bad luck for the girl in the hat to mess with him.
…
The man next to the girl in a bamboo hat finally couldn't bear it anymore and snatched the sign from the girl in a bamboo hat and stopped letting her bid.
The girl in the hat glared angrily at Ye Xiong, and through the gauze, you could feel her murderous eyes.
"Next, the auction is for a bottle of spirit wood liquid. Needless to say the value of the spirit wood liquid. The starting price is 500,000 high-grade spiritual stones. Each time the price is increased, it will be no less than 30,000 high-grade spiritual stones."
Ye Xiong's heart trembled. The thing he needed most was finally here.
"Five hundred and fifty thousand."
"Five hundred and eighty thousand."
"Six hundred and fifty thousand."
Prices were being raised all around, and it was obvious that many people were aiming for this bottle of spirit wood liquid.
"Seven hundred thousand." The man next to the woman in a bamboo hat held up a sign.
"Eight hundred thousand." Ye Xiong raised the sign without hesitation.
Everyone nearby fell silent and watched.
The confrontation between Ye Xiong and the girl in a bamboo hat just now fell into the eyes of the people around them. Everyone knew that the two of them took it on.
"Eight hundred and fifty thousand." The man thought for a moment and then raised his sign.
"One million." Ye Xiong directly added another 150,000 yuan to the price.
The man hesitated for a long time and was about to raise his sign when the woman in a hat suddenly blocked him from shouting.
"One million for the first time, one million for the second time, one hundred for the third time, the deal is done." The auctioneer settled.
Ye Xiong breathed a sigh of relief, but felt scared in his heart.
The other party must have thought he was causing trouble and that's why he didn't ask for a price. If they knew that his real goal was this bottle of spirit wood liquid, they would probably trap him to death.
"The auction will follow..."
"I protest."
The sweet voice of the girl in a bamboo hat sounded again.
She stood up and said loudly: "Notary, I suspect that someone is bidding wildly and disrupting the order of the auction."
Below the auction house, there were three old men sitting. They were highly respected old men in Longpan City, serving as the notaries of the auction.
The girl in the bamboo hat just took a lot of things, which are worth more than four million. Several notaries also know her true identity very well, so they still take her suggestions very seriously.
"I want to see if No. 88 has the ability to pay." said the woman in a hat.
"this……"
The notary was suddenly in a dilemma.
Logically speaking, such a request is very unreasonable before the auction ends.
Before entering the store, customers must hand over 500,000 high-grade spiritual stones. If they do not buy them at the auction, the 500,000 will not be returned.
It can be said that the girl in a hat made such a request at the scene, which is very unreasonable.
However, the identity of this woman in a bamboo hat made the notary worried.
Finally, one of the notaries stood up and shouted to Ye Xiong: "Guest No. 88, can you prove your purchasing ability? Just prove that you can pay two million, that's all."
Ye Xiong looked at the notary, crossed his arms and said nothing.
A cold aura emanated from him. Although he was separated by a veil, those eyes that seemed to have piercing power stared at the notary in a very awkward manner.
Finally, the notary couldn't bear it anymore and said with an embarrassed smile: "Since it's inconvenient, then forget it."
"We can't let it go like this." The girl in a bamboo hat suddenly took off her hat, revealing a face with oval seeds.
Curved willow eyebrows, round almond eyes, crimson cheeks, and thin and long lips.
She is around ten years old, and she is considered a beauty in appearance, but her temper is too bad.
hiss……
After seeing the girl's face clearly, many people around her took a deep breath.
Obviously, this girl's identity is not simple.
"It turns out she is Princess Long Xing'er, no wonder she is so rich."
"The city lord of Panlong City is her father, and it seems that Panlong Pavilion also has a share in the pavilion. How can he not be wealthy?"
"It's just that her temper is too unruly. She actually wants people to prove their purchasing power even though they have already paid a deposit. This is clearly forcing people to do something difficult.
"No, this is too overbearing!"
People all around started whispering and pointing, but no one dared to speak loudly for fear of offending such a naughty little princess.
Long Xing'er was very satisfied with the fearful looks around her. She raised her head and said, "Boy, as long as you can prove that you can afford this thing, I won't trouble you. If you don't have the money, don't blame me for being rude."
"Why are you so polite?" Ye Xiong asked calmly.
"I will ask someone to put you in jail and let you know the consequences of disturbing the order of the auction." Long Xing'er said arrogantly.
"If I remember correctly, even if I don't have the money to pay, the most I can do is deduct 500,000 high-grade spiritual stones. Who set the rules for this so-called imprisonment? Did you set it yourself or Panlong City?"
The city lord ordered it?" Ye Xiong asked.
"What I say is the rule." Long Xing'er put her hands on her hips and said loudly: "Do you want to prove it? If you don't prove it, I will call someone to do it."
"I want to see why your so-called Dragon City arrests me." Ye Xiong snorted coldly.
Long Xing'er was so angry that her lungs were bursting. This was the territory of Panlong City, and her father was the lord of Panlong City. Now someone dared not give her face. Her lungs were bursting with anger.
"Wen Jian, go and arrest him." Long Xing'er patted the man beside her.
That man was the man who snatched Long Xing'er's sign earlier.
"Myolie, stop making trouble. If you let your father know, he will definitely lose his temper." The man named Wen Jian advised.
"Whether you want to go or not, if you don't go, you will never catch up with me in this life." Long Xing'er said angrily.
The man had no choice but to stand up and said: "Sir, please prove your purchasing power. As long as you have more than two million spiritual stones, Zhang Wenjian will never make things difficult for you."
"He is Zhang Wenjian, the best genius disciple of the younger generation in Panlong City?"