Stasia was already counting down, and Li Xiaofeng quickly pulled Bo Rou and said, "Mom, no matter what, you have to buy this elixir for Feng'er. Use the reader to read tens of millions of novels
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"Eleven million."
Just when Stasia was about to say it for the last time, Li Xiaofeng ignored Bo Rou and blurted out the words.
Everyone's eyes that had just been focused on the man were now like searchlights, all shining on Li Xiaofeng.
Under the spotlight of everyone, Li Xiaofeng had a proud smile on his face. He raised his chin slightly with a proud expression, enjoying the attention of these people on him.[
"Twelve million."
Before Li Xiaofeng could feel proud, the man had already raised the price again.
Li Xiaofeng gritted his teeth slightly. It seemed that someone was quarreling with him. He clenched his fingers and continued shouting the price.
The two of them were facing each other like this, neither one of them was willing to give in. Everyone in the Yinhuang Kingdom knew Li Xiaofeng. Li Xiaofeng was the son of the Prime Minister of the current dynasty.
Tens of millions is a lot, and the Prime Minister's Office can still afford it.
However, they had almost never seen the man in gray robes, and the girls were sure that this man was rare, because with his beautiful face, it was impossible to forget him.
"It seems that he is a low-key person, but he likes to do things in a high-profile manner?"
Lan Mingyou moved slightly, looked at the man opposite him with half-squinted eyes, and said slowly.
"It's not forced, it's just pretending."
Bei Mingfeng also raised his eyes, his gentle yet penetrating eyes glanced around him, and his elegant voice spoke lightly.
"Then I choose, he is the latter."
The corners of Lan Mingyou's mouth slowly curled up. There probably weren't many people who wanted to force him. It seemed that only the latter was what his senior brother said.
The person opposite would suddenly do such a high-profile thing, breaking his previous low profile. Such an outlier could only be regarded as an act.
"You have to have the capital to pretend. It's just tens of millions. If you don't have the ability, you can't pretend even if you want to. But apart from the two options just now, I think he is the third one."
Bei Mingfeng smiled gently and withdrew his gaze.
"The third type?"
Lan Mingyou raised his eyes slightly, with a bit of interest in his eyes.
"The other kind is the occasional exception."
Bei Mingfeng clenched his fingers into a fist and put it at the corner of his mouth with a slight smile, although his eyes were looking at Lan Mingyou with a smile.
"Senior brother, given your answer, I would rather choose the second one."[
"Keep watching."
Bei Mingfeng turned his head away slightly, and the two of them continued to watch the auction house with the mentality of watching a good show. The auction house had entered a white-hot stage.
It felt like Li Xiaofeng, the eldest son of the Prime Minister's Office, was at a stalemate with this low-key man and refused to give in.
Now the price of "Nine Heavens Thunder God Pill" has increased to 20 million, setting off the highest tide in today's auction, and the tide is still going on.
The man increased the price to 20 million, and now he has to wait for Li Xiaofeng. If Li Xiaofeng doesn't increase the price, this elixir must belong to him.
Under the black robe, Bo Cixin smiled very happily. She had made a lot of money now. Twenty million bought her an elixir that was not the best. If she could refine a high-level elixir in the future.
, then wouldn’t she be the richest person in the Demasili continent?