This sound was like a thunderclap on the ground, scaring everyone present. The Duobao Pavilion fell into a dead silence, and it was still dead for a long time.

In the private room No. 5, Mu Yang hugged his head with his hands, his pupils dilated, staring at Shuotian, with a heartache that he couldn't breathe: "Damn it! Xiao Tiantian, what are you doing! Just a painting! You spend a super-grade spirit stone! You can't be so spendthy even if you have money! If you want it, I'll give you the best-grade spirit stone!"

That's right, the person who just called for the price was Shuotian.

Mu Yang didn't expect that the first thing that opened was actually attracted by Shuotian. Although he liked scenery and took photos, who could guess that he would draw so much money to buy a painting at the auction house?

Shuotian calmly drank a sip of tea and said, "It's okay, Xiao Qian, I like this painting."

After a brief shock, Mr. Xuan finally calmed down and clasped his fists in the direction of the No. 5 private room and said, "Dear guest in the No. 5 room, I will confirm again. The price you just called is a super spirit stone?"

This was originally a painting used for warm-ups. I never dreamed that I would sell a super spirit stone at a sky-high price. This is really a good start.

I don’t know which second-hand man is stupid and has more money, but he is naturally very fond of such a person. No matter what, being in his position can bring him more benefits.

Shuotian nodded coldly, and Lao Xiao began to shout with a smile: "Then, a super-grade spirit stone once, a super-grade spirit stone twice, three times, the deal will be completed! The VIP from No. 5 won this painting!"

The old man carefully rolled up the painting, put it into the painting, and handed it over to the maid to deliver it.

People looked at the location of Room 5 and fell into a noisy situation, "Who is there? He is so generous in his attack."

"I don't know, there are very few people above who show up. I can't understand these rich people anyway. A piece of paper and a piece of super spirit stone, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk."

"What do you know? People don't care about material things at all, they pursue spiritual realm."

"How do you know, maybe it's just for the sake of pretending?"

Shuotian ignored these comments. After taking the scroll from the maid, he spread the painting on the table and appreciated it.

Mu Yang supported his chin with both hands, and couldn't tell where the painting was good. It would be better to take a photo.

"Little Tiantian, your taste is really unique."

Shuotian's face was almost stuck on the painting, and he looked very carefully. This didn't seem to be appreciating a painting at all, but rather like a detective looking for clues.

Mu Yang felt strange and shouted again: "Little Tiantian?"

"Ah? I'm so fascinated by it, sorry."

Shuotian was so calm that he put the painting away, put it in his storage bag, and then continued to look at the objects below.

Mu Yang shook his head and sighed slightly, really not understanding him.

Shuotian did not take any action on the auction of the next few items, and people were looking forward to whether good news would be heard from the beginning, but it seemed like there was no one in the room, and there was no movement again.

Until Xuan Lao took out the sixth item, he attracted Mu Yang's attention.

It was a golden phoenix-headed golden hairpin, with a delicate texture, like cream, swaying tassels, and red agate embedded underneath. The phoenix head was carved lifelikely, with absolutely exquisite workmanship, and also had spiritual patterns on the hairpin.

Old Master Xuan introduced: "This golden hairpin is a seventeen-patterned spiritual weapon. In addition to being beautiful, its most powerful thing is that it can be used as a hidden weapon. Pressing the phoenix head can trigger the ten hidden poison needles. For women, it is a good thing to defend themselves."

In fact, Mu Yang doesn't care much about its function. The key is that this hairpin looks very good and has a domineering feeling. It is very similar to A Yue's temperament. Mu Yang thought that if she could give this to A Yue, she would definitely like it very much.

So he decided to buy the hairpin even if he lost everything.

The ashamed veteran was placed in a golden nanmu box and said, "The starting price is 10,000 yuan in top-grade spirit stone!"

For ordinary seventeen-patterned spiritual weapons, 10,000 top-grade spiritual stones are actually not very expensive, so as soon as this price comes out, many people snatch them up.

Most of them are bought for their younger generations or for their favorite girls to protect themselves.

As everyone continues to quote, it has been increased to 100,000, and fewer and fewer people follow the price. Everyone thinks that adding more will exceed its due value.

Until a greasy sound came out in the private room No. 1, "150,000 top-grade spirit stones!"

Everyone's eyes gathered over, and many people heard the owner of this voice.

"It seems to be the voice of the young master of the Liu family and Liu Yuan."

"I also sound like that. Didn't he take a concubine some time ago? It's probably for her."

Old Xuan smiled knowingly again. He made a lot of money today. I guess Mr. Fu would give him a lot of commission.

"150,000 top-grade spirit stones once!"

"Don't rush to shout, 300,000!"

I was about to trade happily, but I didn't expect someone to raise the price again, and it doubled it!

Mu Yang deliberately lowered his voice, so he was ashamed that he didn't realize it was Mu Yang for a while. He had been blinded by money. What luck did he have today?

The crowd exclaimed again, "It's room No. 5 again! He took action again!"

"My God, this rich man is so rich and inhumane. Why do you always buy these things that don't look so special, just a seventeen-patterned spiritual weapon, right?"

As for Shuotian, he looked at Mu Yang in confusion, "And he said, "Isn't you very neat in your actions?"

Mu Yang smiled embarrassedly: "Hehe, I'm different from you. I bought it as a gift."

The duck that was about to be obtained was snatched away by someone else. How could Liu Yuan give up? He asked with anger: "What does this mean by your lord? I can't get along with me, Liu?"

Mu Yang was still stunned. Is this guy trying to make trouble? So he retorted without hesitation: "Where are you swearing your mother? What does it mean? I am richer than you! If you have the ability, you can increase the price. I won't stop you. Whoever has the money in the auction is the old man."

Liu Yuan was choked by Mu Yang's words and didn't know how to answer, but he snatched the baby he was optimistic about, and he just couldn't get over it. Liu Yuan, who has been spoiled by his parents since childhood, had never suffered such grievances. He immediately shouted: "You are looking for death!"

Just as he was about to break out, a serious voice from old man swept across the audience, "Liu Yuan, it's not the first time you've come to my Duobao Pavilion. You should understand my rules. If you have any grudges after Duobao Pavilion, you can solve them yourself."
Chapter completed!