"700,000?"
The man with the silver smiley-ghost mask's bid made the four young men in Room No. 15 extremely angry.
"Go and find out who this scumbag is! I'll make him regret coming to this world! "Liang Yifei smashed several teacups on the ground, unable to restrain his anger.
Han Feiran's eyes flashed with a vicious light.
At this time, Bai Yuan did not say anything.
Among the four people, his status was the lowest. The Crane Feather Army was one of the imperial armies of Qin City. Its general was not a first-class official, and his rank was even lower than that of Tang Chong, the founding general who died of injustice. Therefore, in terms of wealth and status, he was inferior to Liang Yifei, the son of the current imperial tutor, and the nephew of the minister of the Ministry of Rites. Jin Xuan, on the other hand, was a member of the sect with terrifying strength. The Gold Ray Sect itself was also a large sect, which had stood in the Western Qin for hundreds of years and had a profound foundation.
At this point in the auction, Bai Yuan couldn't make the decision anymore.
"720,000 gold ingots!" Liang Yifei roared and raised the price.
However, as soon as the price was announced, the man with the silver smiley-ghost mask on the main stage said without hesitation, "800,000 gold ingots." He directly raised the price by 80,000 gold ingots.
Liang Yifei was stunned.
Bai Yuan, Jin Xuan, and Han Feiran were also shocked and angry.
The man's momentum was really terrifying. The way he raised the price, it seemed that he was not spending his own money at all, or he was not spending money at all, but pouring water.
It was an absolute crushing, a kind of provocation full of disdain.
For the four of them, they could afford 800,000 gold ingots. But the problem was, judging from the attitude of the man with the silver smiley-ghost mask, even if they raised the price, they would still be ruthlessly crushed. Once the price exceeded the one million mark, they would also be reluctant to give up.
"What should we do?" The four people looked at each other.
They could do whatever they wanted in Qin City, but this was Chang 'an after all. It was a little too late for them to solve the problem with their power and status.
While they were hesitating, on the main stage outside, after three consecutive bids, the auctioneer brought down the gavel and put an end to this thrilling auction.
In the end, the man with the silver smiley-ghost mask bought the eldest daughter of the founding general for an astronomical price of 800,000 gold.
For the onlookers on Liufang Street, the whole process was like a thrilling drama, which dazzled them. No matter how distinguished a woman's identity was, it was already a miracle that she was auctioned for 800,000 gold ingots. This amount of money was comparable to the profits of a large chamber of commerce in Chang 'an City for several years.
The most eye-catching one was the man with the silver smiley-ghost mask.
"This mysterious Natural Expert first killed several super-class Great Masters of the Musical House for the sake of protecting Tang Tang. Then, he suddenly became the owner of the top VIP Room No. 18 and bought Tang Tang at a record price of 800,000 yuan. Then, he recalled that he also bought more than a dozen innocent women in distress in Room No. 18 … Is this man with the silver smiley-ghost mask really an unparalleled swordsman?"
Many people were curious about his identity.
But Li Mu did not stay on the main stage.
He reached out and directly broke the steel bars that bound Tang Tang. He picked her up and walked down the stage.
Tang Tang came to her senses and struggled a little.
Li Mu said, "Don't worry. I won't hurt you."
Tang Tang stopped struggling.
Looking at the man with the silver mask, who seemed to be smiling and crying, with a touch of mockery and cynicism, Tang Tang suddenly felt a sense of security for no reason. Being held in this man's arms, all the sounds in her ears seemed to fade away. Only the faint warmth of this man's arms made her feel at ease.
Li Mu held Tang Tang in his arms. He could clearly feel the girl's body temperature and the faint fragrance.
But he did not feel the slightest romantic feeling in his heart.
She was a poor girl. Fate was unfair to her.
Li Mu carried her to the front of Room No. 10. He asked the maid to announce the arrival and then sent Tang Tang in.
"Uncle Wang … Little Mi 'er, this is … Sister Zhen? It's you? " Tang Tang entered the room uneasily. When she saw Wang Chen and Tang Mi, she recognized that the thin man in men's clothes was Princess Qin Zhen. Her heart instantly fell back into her stomach.
"Sister, hug …" Tang Mi, who was four and a half years old, did not understand what happened tonight. When she saw her sister come in, she happily opened her arms and rushed over with a chicken leg in her hand. She said, "Sister, eat. Mi 'er has eaten. Mi' er is not hungry anymore."
"Mi 'er …" Tang Tang held her ignorant little sister. After surviving a disaster, she was so sad that she couldn't help but shed tears again. These were tears of excitement and joy. Her beloved little sister was finally rescued.
Wang Chen and Qin Zhen were also relieved when they saw Tang Tang was really sent to the room.
"Sister Zhen, is that man with the silver mask your friend?" Tang Tang hugged her sister and said gratefully, "Thank you for saving me. Otherwise …" If she fell into the hands of her father's enemies, Tang Tang could not imagine what terrible things would happen.
Qin Zhen gave a wry smile and said, "Sister Tang, that man … I don't know who he is." She told what happened before and said, "Tonight, if it weren't for the help of this hero with the silver smiley-ghost mask, I'm afraid I couldn't get you out so smoothly."
Tang Tang was very surprised when she heard that.
She suddenly realized that she had forgotten to ask for the name and origin of the man with the silver smiley-ghost mask. Even if she wanted to repay him in the future, she would not know who to turn to.
…
In Room No. 18.
Li Mu took off his mask and took out the loan note from the jade box. He looked at it and smiled.
"Humph, the Highness behind Wang Chen is very good. My help was not in vain." The loan note wrote 1.7 million gold ingots. Of course, Li Mu knew what the other party meant. Although he still needed 100,000 gold ingots to borrow and buy Tang Tang, the other party meant it.
Li Mu's impression of the Highness was further improved.
The founding general was now a traitor. Countless former friends and relatives had to draw a line with him. But this Highness risked universal condemnation to save him, which showed that he was affectionate and righteous. A loan note with 700,000 gold ingots was a clear distinction between kindness and hatred. A member of the royal family who was affectionate and righteous was rare.
Li Mu's help tonight was not in vain.
"Young Master Mu, are we still going to stay here?" asked the maid Xin 'er curiously.
Li Mu nodded and said, "The real show has just begun."
Zheng Cunjian, who was standing aside, was a little confused about Li Mu's idea.
"Since he wants to help Wang Chen, why did he refuse Wang Chen's help at the beginning?"
…
Outside, on the main stage, the auction resumed.
However, it was not Mrs. Tang who was pushed onto the stage, but the female slaves of the grassland Wolf Warriors.
According to the auctioneer, Mrs. Tang and the head of the grassland Wolf Warriors would be the finale. The final auction would not start until the female slaves were auctioned off.
The rhythm changed.
Room No. 7 began to bid crazily again.
Almost every time a female grassland slave was pushed onto the stage, Room No. 7 would crazily bid and crush all the other competitors. They were competing for those blonde grassland girls at all costs.
The financial power of Room No. 7 was astounding.
When the man wearing the silver smiley-ghost mask bought the eldest daughter of the founding general at a record price of 800,000 gold ingots, many people were already dumbfounded. But now, nearly 40 grassland female slaves were auctioned off one after another. The top VIPs in Room No. 7 had already spent nearly a million gold ingots like running water. It was simply terrifying.
"Are all the rich people crazy this time?"
"Damn it, this is simply a game of the rich. We can't afford to play."
"This is the real top dignitaries. We … are still far from them."
The onlookers on Liufang Street, as well as the tycoons on the ordinary VIP seats, all sighed with emotion. Tonight's auction was too crazy, and there seemed to be a very strange trend. In the dark, there seemed to be a countercurrent surging.
"Ladies and gentlemen, for the last treasure of tonight's auction, first of all, let me introduce to you the Virgin Goddess from the grassland alien tribe …" The auctioneer's voice was a little distorted because of the excitement. Because it was finally the last part, which was also the craziest part, and the best treasure of tonight's auction was about to be put on the stage.
Under the protection of four experts in the Master Realm, Qing Yan, the grassland Goddess of War, whose wrists were fastened to the steel frame, was pushed onto the stage together with the steel frame.
This beautiful Goddess of War looked stern. She wore simple clothes that could barely cover her body, and most of her snow-white skin was exposed. The silver forbidding shackles on her wrists and ankles were specially made for her, which sealed her cultivation and strength, making her as weak as an ordinary person who had been starved for three or five days.
However, she held her head high, and with anger and contempt in her eyes, she glanced at the crowd below the main stage. She did not feel the slightest bit of panic or shame because of her partially exposed body. Instead, she was like a high and mighty goddess looking down at a group of dirty bugs in the mud.
This was a proud Goddess of War.
The auctioneer's roar and introduction were selectively ignored by many people.
Because this Goddess of War was just too beautiful.
That was a kind of beauty that could stab people, which made people feel scorching, sharp, and stimulated. She was like a beautiful dagger, a thorny stamen, and a poisonous flower … Everyone was awed by the beauty of the Goddess of Martial Arts. She was obviously imprisoned, but she looked down from above. Tonight, only Hua Xiangrong, who had performed an alluring dance, could compare with her.
Everyone was awed by this kind of beauty.
Even Shangguan Yuting was moved by the appearance of this woman from the grassland alien tribe.
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