The little creature inside the egg had no idea it was being auctioned off. It lay quietly within the protective barrier, letting people admire it and name their prices.
"The starting bid is one thousand spirit stones, with each increase no lower than one hundred," Xuexin, the auctioneer, said with a smile.
The moment she finished speaking, people below the stage began bidding.
"Five thousand spirit stones."
"Ten thousand spirit stones."
Zhao Sanqi and his companions sat enjoying the food and tea Cloud Pavilion provided free of charge. They remained completely unmoved as the people beside them raised their paddles and called out bids.
"Brother Zhao, don't you want a dragon hatchling that can soar through the clouds and mist?"
Seeing that they had no intention of participating, Dongfang Wanyu could not help asking out of curiosity.
Commander Mu turned around and laughed heartily. "Little Sister Wanyu, surely you don't think winning the auction is the end of it?"
Only when they actually had it in their hands would it count as theirs. On this point, the Rose Mercenary Corps knew its limitations. Throughout Cloud Capital City, the people who dared challenge them were too numerous to count.
They had not planned to come this time, but since the Nangong Household had sent an invitation, they had decided to have a casual look around and consider it giving Nangong Yuntian face.
Dongfang Wanyu nodded in understanding. In fact, the seating arrangement alone revealed the Rose Mercenary Corps' standing in the Cloud Pavilion Master's eyes: insignificant, yet not to be ignored.
"One hundred thousand spirit stones."
The bidding finally reached one hundred thousand spirit stones, a price called out from the private room at the far left of the second floor.
Xuexin smiled faintly. "One hundred thousand spirit stones, going once."