The host was overjoyed and shot me a grateful look. He immediately said, "Thank you, young brother. The server will bring the card machine over and run your card. All right, now we're moving on to the final centerpiece. Everyone, keep your eyes peeled. These treasures were all provided by the great Daoist sects, so don't fight yourselves bloody over them later. Hahahaha!"
The joke was ice-cold, and nobody laughed. I could only smile bitterly. The server brought over the card machine, I handed him my card, and paid twenty million.
Another server carried over a box and knelt on one knee for me to take it. I hurriedly helped the girl up. She was pretty, but when I helped her up, her little face flushed, and she glared at me strangely. I couldn't understand it. Wasn't I, Old Devil Xia, just being polite?
Someone beside me reminded me that this was kneeling service. My old face instantly reddened.
I placed the box in my hands, opened it, and took out the lower volume of the ancient book. I flipped through it a few times. It was indeed the same thing as the previous two volumes, perfectly connected without going off topic. This was absolutely genuine! But why did those old fellows all look as though they couldn't wait to give it to me?
Actually, my bottom line had been calculated in the hundreds of millions. How had it sold for only twenty million?
I flipped through the ancient book suspiciously, then tucked it into my shoulder bag. I looked toward the faces that had bid against me earlier. Only Chen Zhixue gave me a faint smile and nodded, indicating that he had seen me.
I didn't know how to respond, so I could only nod back. Could Chen Zhixue