As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, the Japanese people immediately raised their signs and shouted the price: "One hundred and fifty pounds."
Because they also booked a private room, others had no idea who the person calling the price was.
"Two hundred catties of primeval stones." Hua Wuque shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Two hundred and fifty pounds."
As prices continue to rise, such people are a little surprised as to who would pay such a high price.
But they soon figured out who else but the Japanese dared to bid such a high price. This demon sword was their treasure.
Hua Wuque smiled and said, "Boy, why don't you shout too? You don't have to be responsible anyway."
"No need, there is only one person present who bids, so this person must be from Japan. If you are sure, you can trick him."
"Hehe, of course there is no problem with this."
Hua Wuque cleared his throat: "Three hundred catties."
"Bagya Road!"
The two Japanese people were a little angry, and this was obviously aimed at them deliberately.
"Sasaki-kun, I'm going to tear this bidder to pieces." Kameda said angrily.
Sasaki sighed: "This is the Kingdom of Daxia. How are we going to take action? If we do, we won't be beaten by people like them. Don't forget that our purpose this time is to get back the demon sword."
"But I'm just angry that I was tricked by these ignorant Daxia people."
"There is no other way. Don't forget the mission of our trip. We can talk about anything, but we must take back our demon sword. Otherwise, how will we explain it to His Majesty the Emperor?"
"snort!"
With an angry look on his face, Kameda sat down on the sofa and took a puff of his cigarette.
Then Sasaki continued to call out the price: "Three hundred and fifty pounds."
"Four hundred pounds."
Hua Wuque blurted out the words directly without any consideration.
Because he also knew very well that the Japanese people did not dare to take action here.
What's more, the confidentiality of the private rooms here is so good that they don't know that they are bidding.
"Fat man, scream hard." Ning Fan had the urge to laugh.
"There is no problem with this. The Taoists just deliberately raised the price for them. Don't forget that if they are Japanese, they must be the foundation of the entire country. They will naturally have a lot of things like Yuanshi."
"Five hundred pounds!"
Suddenly a heavy voice sounded, and the person in the other box finally called out the price.
"Six hundred pounds!"
A woman's voice rang out, and the price was suddenly increased by one hundred kilograms.
The people sitting in the ordinary seats looked at each other. Could it be that there are also forces in the world who covet this demon sword Muramasa?
This is true if you think about it, because as long as you have enough background, you can get the demon sword Muramasa without fear of the threat of Japan.
Don't forget that the Demon Sword Muramasa can be compared with a divine sword like Daxia Kingdom's general Moye.
If you can really have it, you will definitely be like a fish in water. In a duel between masters, a handy weapon is really important.
Ning Fan recognized this woman's voice. Isn't this her senior sister Yan Bing?
"I didn't expect that the senior sister would also come to snatch the demon sword Muramasa. No, I have to tell her."