Chapter 188 - Bidding And...? (2/2)
Even after thirty minutes, Tao couldn't decide. Bai Lufeng was shocked. Was deciding a bid so difficult? Is this why bids were an hour apart? Yan Zaizen, on the other hand, was quite patient. To him, he already had water-attributed heavenly material from the pirate captain. This was a decision of whether he should prepare more for later.
After a while, he decided to simply make a mid.
The average value of something like this was about 30 trillion low-grade essence stones.
”300 trillion low-grade essence stones.” He sent the soul transmission. It resounded within the Meteor Ring causing Tao and Bai Lufeng to be shocked.
”Are you sure?” Tao asked cautiously. That was ten times the average price. It's unlikely anyone would buy such a thing at that price. With this, he was confident that Yan Zaizen would win this completely.
”I'm sure.” Yan Zaizen smiled. If this was normal bidding standards, he would probably be putting on an arrogant expression, flourishing his sleeves, and shouting domineeringly for someone to challenge him. However, he'll have to settle for a self-satisfied chuckle.
The bid concluded.
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”...”
All three of them were shocked.
Typically, when a bid was won, the auctioneer would send a soul transmission to the winning party. However…
”Where the hell is my message?!” Yan Zaizen's handsome face was ugly to the extreme. He bid ten times, TEN TIMES, the market price. How the hell did he lose? Who was the bastard that bid higher than that? Were they insane?!?! Did they want to fight?! COME AT ME!
Yan Zaizen's eyes were filled with anger and battle intent, as if he was personally insulted.
Tao and Bai Lufeng looked at Yan Zaizen and realized that...maybe...just maybe...auctioning this way truly did avoid trouble. With Yan Zaizen's temperament, it's likely he'll rob the person who outbid him in a split second. In hindsight, it was probably for the best that Sky Night Royal City's auction was mostly Yan Zaizen's items. After all, anything he considered his was his reverse scale.
Yan Zaizen felt dissatisfied but felt helpless. He just cursed bad luck on whoever took his item, this included eighteen generations of their family.
In the auction room, Yan Zaizen's real body took out a moist, succulent velvet cake atop a golden plate to comfort himself. Projecting a shield to push away the water, he began to eat in frustration. His eyes darted about as he stuffed his face, as if trying to discreetly discover who outbid him.
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