Chen Wen said flatly, "Highest bidder wins. That's perfectly reasonable, isn't it?"
"You really are something. As long as you don't regret it."
Qin Zhengyang glanced at Chen Wen and spoke helplessly.
But in the end, he still told him a few things about Ximen Chengfeng.
Chen Wen patted Qin Zhengyang on the shoulder. "Thanks, brother."
"I bid three billion."
While the scene was locked in argument, Ximen Chengfeng finally took action.
"I bid three-point-one billion."
An old man drew in a deep breath, then spoke.
A faint smile hung on Ximen Chengfeng's face. "Three-point-five billion."
The moment those words came out, the old man's movements froze.
Using three-point-five billion Top-grade Spirit Crystals to bid for a top courtesan was far too much for him.
Perhaps this top courtesan was worth that price, but to him, she was no longer worth it.
It was like if you were a millionaire and took out nine hundred thousand—that had already exceeded the limit of what you could personally bear.
But if you were a multimillionaire, then taking out nine hundred thousand would be no burden at all.
That was the logic behind it.
And when the other men heard three-point-five billion, their hopes died completely as well.
"Four billion."
Zhao Shaotian suddenly raised his bidding paddle, then added, "Brother Ximen, my apologies."
Ximen Chengfeng said with a faint smile, "If no one bid against me, I would find it extremely boring."
"Haha, then I'll join in the fun too. Four-point-five billion," Gu Yingzheng said with a loud laugh.
"Six billion."
Zhao Shaotian raised his bidding paddle as he spoke. "If Brother Ximen and Brother Gu can go above this price, then this top courtesan is yours."
Gu Yingzheng fell silent for a moment before saying, "Six-point-five billion. This is also my limit."