Seeing the two bidders double the price so rapidly right from the start, the other seats did not break into discussion, but strange looks were unavoidable.
"What are these people trying to do with materials only our Gu Clan can use?" said a middle-aged man wearing a necklace of three fangs around his neck, frowning.
"My lord, bidding here is free. We have no right to interfere."
With a cold snort, the Gu Clan man unhappily raised his bidding paddle.
"170 million!"
The scene left Mu Fan, who was listening and watching, somewhat dry-mouthed.
Three auction items in a row, three bids in the hundreds of millions. And those prices were settled in Xinqiluo Business Alliance Credit Points.
Accounting for the threefold exchange rate and converting it into Federation Star Coins, Mu Fan instantly felt that not only was he poor, but the kind of poor where even pawning his pants probably would not buy him half an item...
Thus, as Mu Fan watched Spittoon Face, a faint sorrow rose within him.
White Hair's bidding rhythm was remarkably subtle, always landing right at the other party's psychological limit.
And the prices kept climbing higher.
In the end, when the price reached 370 million Credit Points, the middle-aged Gu Clan man cursed and gave up bidding, glaring hatefully at the two troublemakers.
A smile curled at Jin's lips. Yin Family trash, your little tricks are still far too crude.
He had already decided that no matter what the next price was, he would not raise it again.
370 million Credit Points was an outrageous figure even within the Xinqiluo Business Alliance. It was the wealth a small family had accumulated over a century.
But at that very moment, White Hair's eyes suddenly swept back toward him, revealing a... flirtatious expression.
His