The vast auction hall at Christie's suddenly seemed to have become an arena for two people's private feud. Even Gelong onstage could barely stand watching, and he joked, "Miss Kazilan, if you don't raise your bid, Hippo Ancient City will belong to bidder number 99."
Kazilan ignored Gelong entirely. She studied Li Ziran and asked curiously, "Can you tell me where your Void Coins came from?"
She did not doubt Li Ziran's balance. Since Christie's had accepted it, the funds must indeed have been in his Black Bar. What she could not understand was that Goni was trapped, the beings who had ordered shells had been driven away by Li Ziran, and he had almost no acquaintances here.
By her estimate, one million Void Coins should have been the most Li Ziran could obtain. How could he have more than tripled his balance in such a short time?
From the situation before her, Li Ziran seemed determined to win. Yet she knew perfectly well that Hippo Ancient City was not as valuable as it appeared. Although it stood on the border between the Ice Plains and the Wasteland, it amounted to less than one percent of the entire Wasteland.
The Red Soil Continent's true value lay not in what was on its surface, but in the Origin beneath it. Besides, her real objective was the cores hidden even deeper-the so-called source crystals. She did have ample savings, but once she began competing with powerful races like the Dragon Race, those funds would be stretched thin.
She did not know whether Li Ziran was bluffing. If she rashly raised the bid and he suddenly backed out, she would truly become the sucker.
"Miss Kazilan, you've stalled for quite some time. Does anyone here wish to raise the bid? Three million six