“Forty-five million Immortal Jade!”
The shout erupted from the second row of the merchant stalls on the ground floor.
A stout man dressed in heavy purple brocade held his wooden paddle high in the air. His nameplate read: Merchant Guild Leader Feng (Bidder #042). He sat with his chest puffed out, radiating the pompous confidence of an imperial magnate.
Yet beneath his embroidered silk collar, a cold bead of nervous sweat rolled down his neck.
Up on the stage, the chief auctioneer beamed with theatrical delight. He spread his arms wide, looking directly toward Supreme Dragon Box #1.
“Forty-five million Immortal Jade from Guild Leader Feng!” the auctioneer shouted through the amplification formation. “An astounding bid for an artifact of supreme sovereign majesty! Does our esteemed Chairman Lin in Box #1 wish to claim this crown for fifty million? A true sovereign needs a crown to match his rising empire!”
Across the vast auditorium, five thousand spectators held their breath.
Every eye turned upward toward the floating sandalwood balcony of Box #1. After watching Lin Mo drop fifty million on an alchemy cauldron and thirty million on border weapons without blinking, everyone fully expected the young tycoon to shout out fifty million and snatch the Blood-Emperor’s Crown.
