Hearing that Lu Yuan had raised the bid by a mere 100 Galactic coins, the young man in brocade robes in the VIP box froze for a moment, then couldn't help but scoff.
He leaned back in his plush seat, tapping the armrest lightly with his fingers. His gaze rested on Lu Yuan in the corner below, full of contempt, as a mocking smile curled his lips. "Heh, he only raised it by 100 Galactic coins? Looks like that kid's really out of money. He's already just barely hanging on."
Playing with his female companion's hair, he spoke casually, yet with an arrogance that crushed all opposition. He coldly ordered the attendant beside him, "Raise the bid. Go straight to fifteen thousand Galactic coins. Let's see if that bumpkin dares to follow."
"Yes, young master!"
The attendant immediately bowed in acknowledgment, then called out the price through the voice-transmission device. His booming voice rang throughout the auction hall. "Fifteen thousand Galactic coins!"
The moment the words fell, the crowd erupted into another commotion.
Everyone's eyes focused on Lu Yuan, filled with sympathy and anticipation for the show.
In their eyes, this Cosmic Wanderer would surely know when to back down.
But Lu Yuan's expression didn't change. Not a ripple crossed his face, as if fifteen thousand Galactic coins were nothing more than an insignificant number.
He sat in the dim corner, his back still straight. He raised his number placard slightly, and his calm, even voice rang out once more. "Fifteen thousand one hundred Galactic coins!"
Once again, he'd only raised the bid by 100!
In the VIP box, the mocking smile on the young man's face froze instantly. His brows furrowed, impatience and irritation welling in his expression.
He stared hard at Lu Yuan below, a flicker of suspicion