The Fierce Snow Wolf is a rare ice-attributed spiritual beast, as precious as an ice-attributed magician. Even the people of Yueluhua City, who have the bloodline limit of a demon monk, find it difficult to master ice-attributed magic.
"The starting price is ninety million taels of gold!" When the price was raised, the entire venue froze for a moment.
Indeed, even wealthy businessmen should carefully consider this starting price.
"One hundred million!" Just the next second before his frozen breath was thawed, Ao Zhelong's voice came again with domineering voice. It seemed that 100 million was just a matter of frowning on his face, and everyone couldn't help but look at this in silence.
The auction progress has reached fever pitch.
Mu Xianning was used to the excitement of hearing prices keep rising, but when she heard the figure of 100 million, her blood boiled. Although it was nothing compared to her modern savings, gold would never depreciate. However,
This Aozhelong is really generous, thinking about it, he is really very rich.
"Is there anyone else bidding for 100 million?" The auctioneer who was waiting with a hammer came to his senses and asked in a high-pitched voice after waiting for a long time without seeing anyone bidding.
There was still silence on the field, and Ao Zhelong's aura was so powerful that it made people breathless.
"First time in 100 million!" the auctioneer almost screamed in excitement, trying to wake up those who were in shock.
"A hundred million times for the second time!"
"One hundred and thirty million." Suddenly, an indifferent voice came out leisurely. It was neither loud nor small, but it made everyone present hear it clearly.
Ao Zhelong raised his eyebrows slightly, as if it was a voice coming from the VIP room opposite. He couldn't see the inside of the flowing glass. He didn't know who it was, but the level of the bid must not be ordinary people.
"One hundred and fifty million!" Ao Zhelong was arrogant and cruel. When someone provoked him, veins popped up on his forehead.
"One hundred and eighty million." The man's voice was still calm.
Mu Xianning felt vaguely familiar.
Who is it? Why does it seem like I have heard it somewhere? But I can’t remember it? I turned back to look at Mo Jinliang and wanted to ask, but I met Mo Jinliang with a deep smile on his face.
"Who is this guy?"
"I'm sorry, even if it's Your Excellency Zangyue, I can't reveal the identity of the guest at will. Please forgive me." After taking a sip of the wine, Mo Jinliang put it down again and said respectfully, listening calmly, as if waiting for Ao Zhelong to bid.
"Two hundred million!!" Aozhelong was enraged, his voice clearly mixed with anger.
He is an ice attribute magician, so he is very confident about the ice attribute fierce snow wolf, but unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin comes out halfway to ruin his good deeds.
He really gave it to him to the end!
"Haha, His Highness the Crown Prince is so determined to win, I have no choice but to be beautiful as an adult. I am not an ice magician, so it doesn't matter if I give it to you." The voice was still so magnetic, but full of fun, and he smiled with interest, just like him.
It was just a casual joke.
But this joke angered the tyrant, "Damn it, who dared to tease me!" He inexplicably spent an extra 100 million, only to find that he had been cheated, and his tyrant nature was immediately angered.
"Prince, please calm down, I am a nobody, not worth mentioning." The cheerful voice greeted, not caring that Ao Zhelong was already angered.
After hearing this, the old man of the Ouyang family, Mu Jiaming, and countless businessmen, nobles, and dignitaries were covered in cold sweat.
