"140 Million"
A voice came from one of the VIP rooms marked Ten.
However, the next second, another voice overshadowed him.
"180 million"
"190 million"
"195 million"
The bidding war had just begun, yet the price tag had already surpassed 200 million and was still climbing rapidly.
All this was happening between the ten Heavenly Ascension stage cultivators seated on the top floor of the auction hall.
Kent remained in his seat, watching with a smile that only he understood.
'They are rich, that much is true, but so what? At the end of the day, I will be the owner of this armour. You ten are merely vying to become temporary owners.' A smirk tugged on his lips.
"230 Million"
The bid went up again. However, none of the ten Heavenly Ascension cultivators seemed close to the limit of what they were willing to spend that day. They kept bidding.
