At those words, everyone present laughed. They had never imagined anyone could be so ignorant of his own worth. Could a folding fan bearing his personal inscription really be worth 1.4 million Gold Soul Coins?
Who did he think he was? Even an original work by a sage of painting or calligraphy would not fetch that price.
Qian Chongling laughed too. This big fish had finally taken the bait, and judging by the man's temperament, there was bound to be more!
Sure enough, the honored guest in the third-floor private room continued to show off. "I wasn't finished yet. What's the rush? Could it be that you can't bear to see me become Miss Lu Mian's intimate guest?"
"Arrogant whelp!"
"If you have the guts, tell this lord who you are!"
"Hah. A clown courting attention, nothing worth mentioning."
Some in the crowd seethed with anger, others sneered in disdain, and still others merely smiled.
Just as the madam on the raised platform was about to have the guards throw this troublemaker out of the Rouge Pavilion, Dai Tianyue, having enjoyed enough of the limelight, finally spoke. "I offer one folding fan bearing my own inscription, plus 2.99 million Gold Soul Coins! May that symbolize a long and lasting bond between Miss Lu Mian and me!"
His words instantly left the entire hall silent as a roost of birds, and quite a few people cursed inwardly, Spendthrift!
With 2.99 million Gold Soul Coins, one could practically buy a hundred-year Soul Bone. After all, Soul Bones could only be encountered by chance, not sought at will. The three-hundred-and-fifty-year Black Demon Wolf right leg bone last auctioned at the Heaven Dou Auction House had sold for 3.2 million Gold Soul Coins.
"The honored guest in private room number one on the third