The round-faced nobleman who had previously offered 200,000 yuan almost fainted when he saw that his bid had been doubled more than doubled. Unexpectedly, his majesty was suppressed by the square-faced nobleman in such an understatement, but he was unable to fight back at all. Five hundred thousand was twice his property. He smiled and said, "Since you like it so much, I'll give in."

The square-faced nobleman was not polite, "I can't say I like it, I just think 200,000 is too little, so I added the price. If you really like it, just add some and take it away. I won't take away what I love.

The round-faced nobleman could not afford so much money, so he quickly replied: "No, no, no, I don't like this bottle either. You should keep it yourself, sir."

Anto looked at the two of them and knew it already. "Okay, if others don't have any objections, then the deal will be made for 500,000 yuan."

Thorinhan poked Rega in the arm, "Brother Rega, do we buy this vase?"

Ailisha said with a cold face: "What should I buy this broken thing? I don't even have wine stuffing when I use the wine bottle."

Thorinhan said disapprovingly: "You can be used as a urinary..."

Rega smiled and shook his head, "No, our money is to be spent, but we can't be regarded as a fool by others to show off our wealth."

Thorinhan nodded heavily.

On the stage, Anto raised the wooden hammer high, "500,000 once, 500,000 twice, 500,000 three times... sold"

Several girls in exposed clothes walked onto the stage, carefully put the vase into the box, and hugged it.

"The second auction item today-"

Anto said with a smile: "It is the colorful liquid rainbow brought by His Highness Prince Fergus--"

He opened a small box that was only the size of a palm, and seven different colors of light immediately illuminated the entire hall, just like a rainbow flowing in the transparent stone.

An uproar immediately sounded in the VIP room. Prince Marcaillo raised the wine glass at his hand and paid tribute to Prince Ferge and said, "Prince, you really let us know."

Prince Ferge, sitting in the private room, smiled proudly. He was nearly eighty years old and had a gully on his face. He was the current king's uncle. In terms of seniority, he was also Prince Marcall's uncle.

The round-faced nobleman stood up immediately and shouted loudly: "Two hundred thousand, I will pay two hundred thousand."

Anto smiled and shook his head, "Sorry, this adult, please wait until I quoted the low price before bidding, okay?"

The round-faced nobleman was obviously a little impatient, "Get out quickly, go out quickly."

"Colorful liquid rainbow, starting price-" Bennu raised his voice and said, "One million gold coins"

"One million gold coins?" The round-faced nobleman was obviously a little unsteady.

He felt the contemptuous eyes around him and wanted to slap himself twice. He should have thought that just 200,000 gold coins were not enough. This amount of money may be an astronomical figure that civilians would never make in their lifetime, but for these noble men living in the main city of Senyan, they did not take it seriously at all.

"Sir, do you still want to bid?" Anto asked coldly.

"I..." The round-faced nobleman stood there with a flushed face.

Another square-faced nobleman sneered, stood up, cleared his throat and said, "I definitely can't get this rare treasure, but in order to help the prince filter out those unqualified buyers, I raised the price to - two million gold coins." This was his limit.

Prince Ferge raised his glass to pay tribute.

Thorinhan pulled Rega's sleeve again, "Brother Rega, should we lift it too?" He felt very itchy now, and he always wanted to shout, shocking the high noble men.

Rega smiled, "Don't worry, there is a chance for you to show off, but not now."

Thorinhan laughed, "You still know me."

After saying that, he calmed down and looked lively quietly.

Immediately afterwards, the price of the colorful liquid rainbow was raised to 2.5 million, 3 million, and 3.5 million by other nobles, and finally the transaction was made at a price of 3.75 million.

The nobleman who won this thing was a short man, and he bowed deeply to Prince Ferge to show his respect.

The auction continued, with rare treasures emerging one after another, and the prices soared. Prince Marquelo's goods, a sword he used when he was a child, were bid for a high price of 2 million by a countess. Although there was nothing strange about this sword, Prince Marquelo's name greatly increased its value.

Arisha pursed her lips, "If this continues, we will not be able to buy anything."

Halfway through the auction, Rega bought nothing, and he didn't spend a penny of the 45 million gold coins in his hand. However, there was another thing that made her a little worried, "I don't know when it's our turn to auction the goods. I think these fat and big-eared nobles wouldn't buy our seeds at all."

Rega was not in a hurry at all. His attention was not entirely on the rare treasures that the nobles bid for. For more time, he was observing the owners of these treasures.

"The following is the thirteenth item—"

Anto on the stage paused, looked at the product information, and said in confusion: "This is a set of armor sets provided by a VIP who did not want to be named. The material is sewn from the scales of ancient beasts. It is very light and cannot be pierced by ordinary swords. This set of scales contains six parts in total. It is not sold separately. The starting price of one set is: Why? Six million gold coins?"

At the end of the day, even he took a breath of air conditioning himself.

The nobles below were in an uproar. Six million is definitely not a small amount. Even Prince Fergus' colorful liquid rainbow started at one million, and then bid for three million. Even Prince Marquelo's products were only sold for two million. It was due to Prince Marquelo's status. The owner of this product refused to disclose his name and raised the reserve price so high, which obviously made it difficult for these nobles to accept.

What's more, the set of armor made of scales is black and has no beauty at all. These nobles don't go to war, so what do you want this thing?

Anto had long thought of such a result, and this kind of thing would definitely fail to sell. He asked symbolically, "Is anyone bidding? If no one bids, I will go to the next auction."

Rega touched Thorinhan in a daze, "It's our turn."

Thorinhan woke up, stood up and let out a thunderous roar: "Stop this set of scale armor belongs to me, Brother Leijia."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.
Chapter completed!