"I don't know. Sorry for the trouble, but could you explain?"
Lin Changheng looked at the middle-aged man wearing an Ox-Face Mask before him and shook his head.
"Hehe, it's quite simple. First, you take out whatever you wish to auction, and our specialist appraiser examines it. If it's genuine and has sufficient value-at least fifty low-grade spirit stones-it can enter the auction."
The ox-faced man smiled and explained, then looked toward an elderly man beside him, his hair and beard half gray beneath a Horse-Face Mask.
"If no one bids and the item goes unsold, we charge five spirit stones as a listing fee. If it sells normally, we take ten percent of the final price as the auction fee."
"What do you think, fellow Daoist?"
They really do reap ten thousandfold profits from a single investment.
Despite that thought, Lin Changheng still agreed.
The reason was that, however ruthless the auction might be, it could hardly outdo the shops outside, which routinely offered only fifty or sixty percent of an item's value.
He immediately took out the superior-grade defensive magic artifact shaped like a golden seal.
"Hmm? A superior-grade magic artifact?"
The ox-faced man was somewhat surprised, but asked no further questions and handed the artifact straight to the horse-faced appraiser.
"Indeed."
After working for a little while, the horse-faced appraiser delivered his verdict. "This is a superior-grade magic artifact in excellent condition, suitable for auction."
"I recommend a starting price of three hundred low-grade spirit stones, with each bid increasing by at least ten spirit stones."
The ox-faced man asked for Lin Changheng's opinion. "What do you think, fellow Daoist?"
Lin Changheng pondered briefly. "Start at three hundred and fifty."
"Agreed."
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"Agreed."
Both men consented, and the item was sent straight to the auction floor.
"Fellow