Chapter 281 The Arabian Man (1/2)

Chapter 281: The Arabian Man

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

”Everyone should have already made up their minds about this storage unit. Those interested in it, please be quick. The price for this storage unit before me is 500 dollars, 500 dollars, 500 dollars…”

Items in this storage unit were indeed not worth much. Although the price of 500 dollars was rather low, the treasure hunters were not biting.

Li Du held back the urge to bid, and observed the surroundings wordlessly, biding his time.

While the sight of the precious dagger within the television unit had stirred up his emotions, he had the odd feeling that something was not quite right. It was an unsettling feeling.

He did not bid but someone else did—a man who looked Arabian shouted, ”500 dollars!”

This Arabian man looked to be about 40 years old, dressed in all white with a short beard. Although he had blue eyes and fair skin like a Caucasian, based on his facial structures, he was definitely Arabian.

The auctioneer pointed at him. ”Okay, 500 dollars. There’s a bid for 500 dollars. How about 600 dollars? Anyone for 600 dollars?”

A treasure hunter said, after some hesitation, ”600 dollars!”

”Having gotten 600 dollars, I’m going for 700 dollars, 700 dollars, 700 dollars?”

In terms of this storage unit, the treasure hunters were disinterested, with many of them shaking their heads indicating that they would not be participating.

At this time, the Arabian man put in his bid. ”Can do.”

The auctioneer nodded. ”Alright, 700 dollars, 700 dollars, the price of 700 dollars has been reached. How about 800 dollars, 800 dollars, how about 800 dollars?”

No other treasure hunter offered, and so Li Du followed with a bid. ”I offer 800 dollars!”

The Arabian man looked at him in surprise, then frowned.

Li Du, who had been looking at him from the corner of his eye, felt his heart take a leap, and then guessed that this man knew about the existence of that precious dagger.

But who had placed the dagger in there? He was still puzzled after much pondering. The Arabian man followed with the bidding, and so the bid reached 900 dollars. Li Du hesitated and then offered 1,000 dollars.

With the two of them taking turns to bid, the price rose from 1,000 dollars to 2,000 dollars.

This rare scenario attracted the attention of many treasure hunters, including Andrew, who was enticed by the pair’s persistent bidding.

Treasure hunters were not fools—when such persistent bidding occurred, they knew that there must be something valuable in the storage unit that they themselves had not discovered.

The price of 2,000 dollars was not high and so Andrew participated in the bidding, albeit with a gloomy face. Other treasure hunters had also joined in by now.

At this rate, the price went from 2,000 dollars to 5,000 dollars.

The auctioneer was bewildered, but as long as it could fetch a high bid and make more money, he was also delighted. Hence, he continued to shout out the prices without any hesitation, and got more hyped up than anyone in the crowd.

The treasure hunters could not understand it; someone asked, ”I say buddy, why’re you bidding?”

”I don’t know. Since everyone’s bidding and the price’s not that high, I gotta try.”

”What about you, bro? What did you see?”

”I don’t know buddy—I ain’t seen nothing. I only saw a pile of junk, but since everyone’s bidding, I also try.”

Seeing this, Li Du grimaced and stopped bidding. While the Arabian man looked frustrated, he did not stop throwing in bids.