One thing after another that he had set his sights on was snatched away by others. They were practically showing him no respect at all!
"Twenty million!"
He suddenly rose to his feet, his voice exploding through the auction hall like thunder, filled with barely suppressed rage.
Twenty million Gold Soul Coins!
The price made many bidders hesitate at once.
Although it was a Soul Bone, the amount had far exceeded what many families could afford. Even if they gritted their teeth and bought it, they would suffer a severe loss.
The discussions below abruptly quieted, and many people looked toward Prince Xue Xing's private room with complicated expressions.
For the sake of a Soul Bone, this prince had clearly become genuinely enraged.
The host's smile stiffened somewhat, and she hurriedly called out:
"Prince Xue Xing has bid twenty million! Twenty million Gold Soul Coins! Is there any other distinguished guest who wishes to raise the bid?"
She asked three times, but the hall remained completely silent.
Those families who had still been hesitating ultimately chose to withdraw, wary of Prince Xue Xing's influence, and lowered their bidding plaques one after another.
Only then did Xue Xing's expression ease slightly. He sat back in his chair, a trace of smugness flashing through his eyes.
Seeing this, the host no longer delayed and brought the auction hammer down hard:
"Twenty million, first call! Twenty million, second call! Twenty million, third call! Sold! Congratulations, Prince Xue Xing!"
As the hammer fell, the intense bidding war over the thirty-thousand-year Soul Bone finally came to an end.
Inside Su Yu's private room, Ning Rongrong curled her lips.
"It's just a Soul Bone. Was there really any need to get so angry?"
Ning Fengzhi chuckled softly. "Xue Xing has always been concerned with his dignity.