One hundred billion was no small sum. It was a height that most people could never reach in their entire lives.
There were four spots in total. Even if one was given up, there were still three chances left.
In the silent auction hall, everyone held their breath. The only sounds were Yun Jin, the auctioneer, slowly tapping the wooden gavel in her hand and her counting.
"...One hundred billion, third call!" Yun Jin took a deep breath. "Congratulations to the buyer in VIP Box No. 7 for taking the lead and winning the first spot!!"
She had to raise the atmosphere again.
"Now, we'll begin the auction for the second contract. The starting price is still fifty billion! Each bid must increase by at least five billion! Also, there's one more thing to clarify."
The venue fell silent.
Yun Jin smiled faintly. "The ruins have a restriction. They can only be entered by cultivators at the Fifth Tier Transcendent level or below."
"Crazy, crazy! One hundred billion for a contract, for one spot... Are these rich people burning money because they have too much of it?"
At the table in the corner where Brother Huanxi's group sat, Zhang Daqiao, the handsomest guy on Fallen Street, could not help muttering. He had never seen anyone treat money as if it were worthless.
The key point was... what had Brother Huanxi just done?
He had actually put up sixty billion for the auction!
Zhang Daqiao had never known that Da Sixi Financial Company was so wealthy.
"This wasn't bought for me." Huang Qifa suddenly said with a smile.
"Then who was it for?" Zhang Daqiao asked instinctively.
But all he received was Brother Huanxi's affectionate gaze... Zhang Daqiao suddenly slapped himself across the face.
In Infinite City, who else