Gu Bei paid no attention whatsoever to what anyone else might be muttering to themselves. His gaze locked straight onto the next auction item without the slightest hesitation.
"The next item-a Third-Grade Treasure Artifact, the Profound Heavy Iron Armor!"
Gu Bei glanced at it and immediately placed a bid. "Eleven thousand!"
"Twelve thousand!"
"Thirteen thousand!"
Several voices rang out in succession. Just then, Murong Yu butted in again with an obnoxious air, clearly intent on opposing Gu Bei.
He sneered inwardly. What a stupid young master from a rich family. This lousy iron armor is worth ten thousand at most, and he actually wants to fight me for it? I'll set a trap and make him bleed a fortune!
At that thought, Murong Yu raised his voice. "Fourteen thousand!"
He cast a provocative glance at Gu Bei, waiting for him to raise the bid so he could fleece him mercilessly.
Who would have thought that Gu Bei would simply spread his hands with a look that said, "You win," and sit back down without a fuss? He even drawled, his voice neither loud nor soft, but just enough for everyone present to hear:
"Looks like Brother Murong really likes this Profound Heavy Iron Armor. This thing is worth ten thousand at the absolute most, yet someone's willing to spend fourteen thousand... only an idiot would buy it."
The moment he finished speaking, the people around them burst into laughter they could no longer suppress.
Murong Yu's face instantly turned livid. Only then did he realize-Gu Bei had played him!
He had meant to scheme against someone else, only to trap himself in a dead end. He was the very picture of someone whose cleverness had outsmarted itself.
"Fourteen thousand Spirit Stones, going once! Fourteen thousand, going twice! Fourteen thousand-sold!"
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