C22 (1/2)

”I think everyone has clearly seen the value of the Heavenly Son Sword. The sword's edge has been sharpened, and everyone is well aware of its origins. Let's not talk too much about it. The starting price for the Heavenly Son Sword is 10 million.”

”This price is worth it.”

”Even if this Heavenly Sword is an absolute imitation, it's still worth ten million.”

Ten million was a very rare amount in this level of auction, so many people felt that even if nothing was taken into account, it would still be worth it.

”Twelve million.” The silver-haired old man was the first to raise his board and reveal his price. Jiang Liu'er hesitated but did not say anything.

The value of this sword was something that everyone present understood. The old man's price was not a certainty, so there was no need for him to waste time arguing with him.

Moreover, he would never have thought that the old man was speaking up for him.

”I'll help you bid for this Heavenly Son Sword. It'll save you a lot of trouble.” The old man lowered his voice and reminded Jiang Liu'er.

Jiang Liu'er didn't have much to say to the old man. Everyone knew some things.

Jiang Liu'er wasn't very clear about the old man's identity and background, but from the short time he had with him, it seemed that the old man was definitely not a small figure in the world of antiques.

With an old man helping him, this Heavenly Son Sword must have had twice the results with half the effort.

Yang Xiaodong wasn't too concerned about the auction of the previous few treasures. After all, they didn't have much to do with her, and after hearing what Jiang Liu'er said about giving this to Ming Xuan's father, she couldn't help being concerned about it.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, she unconsciously grabbed onto the corner of Jiang Liu'er's clothes that was sitting beside her.

Jiang Liu'er felt the corner of her shirt move. She lowered her head and saw Yang Xiaodong's nervous fingers and then Yang Xiaodong. This little girl was biting the corner of her lips and frowning as her eyes swept across everyone.

Jiang Liu'er remained silent, grabbed Yang Xiaodong's hand and squeezed it.

Yang Xiaotong felt her hand being grabbed. She was shocked. She tried to struggle free but found that the hand holding her was just squeezing her hand to loosen her grip.

She turned her head to look at Jiang Liu'er. Jiang Liu'er's gaze lightly landed on the host's body, as if the action just now wasn't done by him.

Yang Xiaotong had a different feeling in her heart, but her attention was diverted by a woman's voice.

”Fifteen million.” The woman who spoke was the winner of the previous treasure. The difference was that a man wearing a suit with a serious expression was sitting beside the woman.

Jiang Liu'er suddenly felt that this auction had become very interesting, not just because of this Heavenly Son Sword, but also because of this sexy lady.

The woman's gaze landed on Jiang Liu'er's side. After a short pause, she quietly left, not allowing anyone to see her except for Jiang Liu'er.

Jiang Liu'er guessed the identity of the woman, but she was a bit brainless. After all, she was someone who suddenly appeared, so how could he know so much about her?

Of course, he also believed that women would be interested in his identity.

”Fifteen million and ten thousand.” The old man frowned, but he did not stop Jiang Liu'er.

Although with his status, it would be faster and easier for this treasure to enter Jiang Liu'er's pocket, it was hard for him to guess what other thoughts Jiang Liu'er had.

An auction was not just about business, it was also about psychological warfare and business.

If the auction goes well and he is able to let Bo Le see the thousand li horse in the arena, he would naturally not have to worry about his future path of money.

”Sixteen million.” The light smile on the corner of the woman's mouth suddenly widened a few times. There was an indescribable charm to the raised corner of her mouth, causing those who cast their gaze away to be unable to shift their gaze away.

The calm man beside the woman lowered his head and whispered something into her earlobe. The woman nodded and patted his hand on her thigh.

This tiny movement caused Jiang Liu'er to be a bit concerned. Everyone's actions could betray his inner world, and no one was an exception.

The police used such physical actions to determine if the bad guy was lying, while River Child used such actions to determine the relationship between the woman and the man.

”Sixteen million and ten thousand.” If it was any other opponent bidding against like Jiang Liu'er, they would be angered to the point of bursting, while the woman was different. She always wore a enigmatic smile, as if she didn't care about the matter at all.

The price of the Heavenly Son Sword stopped at 160.1 million, everyone held their breath as they stared at this man and woman.