"Six hundred thousand!"
"Seven hundred thousand!"
"Eight hundred thousand!"
The moment the auction began, the entire venue erupted.
The distinguished guests in the red and black sections all began placing bids.
In less than a minute, the price had already surpassed one million!
"Teacher, you don't look too well. What's wrong?"
Qian Renxue smiled as she looked at Ning Fengzhi, who had taken a seat beside her.
"I just happened to run into something troubling."
Ning Fengzhi sighed. Surely Rongrong hadn't taken a liking to that unreliable boy?
The old father was instantly beside himself with worry.
"Try to look on the bright side, Teacher. I think this treasure currently up for auction suits you very well."
Qian Renxue comforted him.
"Let me see—"
Ning Fengzhi glanced over at it. When he saw that Bai Mu was also bidding, his gaze sharpened, and he immediately joined the auction.
At this moment, he did not particularly care whose hands the Seven-Treasure Wishful Armor ended up in.
But he cared very much that it did not end up in that little blond brat Bai Mu's hands.
The bidding price rose steadily, surpassing 2.3 million in the blink of an eye, while the number of bidders dropped sharply.
Among the remaining contenders, Ning Fengzhi was unquestionably the wealthiest!
"Are they really going to fight it out to the end?"
"Money is useless sitting around anyway. If we can get it, we'll bid for it. If not, forget it."
After giving it some thought, Bai Mu rapidly tapped his fingers and directly made a huge jump in price.
"2.8 million! Distinguished Guest Number 13 in the black section bids 2.8 million!"
The host shouted excitedly, "Is there any higher bid?!"
The entire venue fell silent.
A five-hundred-thousand increase in a single bid—what a move—