The bidding had already soared to a hundred million taels of silver, and the atmosphere in the hall had reached an unprecedented fever pitch.
Wen Chen felt as though he were dreaming. He had never expected such a scramble for the Blood Spirit Essence. Today would be the day he made his name in the auction world!
"Everyone, please stop for a moment!"
Just as Wen Chen was immersed in his fantasies, a discordant voice abruptly interrupted him.
Once he saw who had arrived, Wen Chen's heart jolted. He hurriedly asked, "Bank Chief, what brings you here?"
"Step down for now. There's been a change of circumstances. I'll handle this!" Jin Mo sighed, silently praying for a miracle tonight.
"Friends, something has come up. All your previous bids are void." Jin Mo cupped his hands in apology to everyone around him.
"Bank Chief Jin, you spent days publicizing this with such fanfare. Was it all just to toy with us?" someone below the stage demanded in displeasure.
"Exactly! What's the meaning of suddenly refusing to sell it at the last moment?"
Hearing their comments, Jin Mo gave a bitter smile and explained, "It's not that we won't auction it, but that our auction house failed to explain things clearly beforehand.
"The Blood Spirit Essence doesn't belong to our auction house. A young gentleman merely entrusted us with auctioning it.
"The auction method is rather interesting. Instead of silver, you may offer any Heavenly Treasures, rare curios, or antiques.
"Please note that value amassed through sheer quantity won't count. For example, even a hundred million second-tier elixirs wouldn't secure the trade."
"Bank Chief Jin, you're not joking, are you? We couldn't produce a hundred million pills! Besides, this Blood Spirit Essence is a rare treasure. What sort of Heavenly Treasures could