813: C813 Foolish People Have a Lot of Money!

C813 Foolish People Have a Lot of Money!

"Alright!"

Thinking this, Ye Feii also shrugged and said casually, "If you want to play, then go ahead! It's just that don't play with fire! "

"Don't worry, Brother Ye, I know what I'm doing!"

Little Cute Boy replied with a "hehe" smile.

Right now, Little Cute Boy had thought it through and was thus actively bidding. At this moment, the cultivators in the hall wanted to stomp their feet and curse.

No, they weren't prepared to curse, but they wanted to curse Adolf!

"This' support 'arranged by the Blackheart City's City Lord is too professional! Every round, he would not give up on bidding. This way, after a few rounds, the Heavenly Ginseng would rise to an extremely high level! "Sigh!"

Like Ye Feii, the other cultivators naturally only thought about this and didn't dare to say it out loud.

After all, Adolf was the mayor. He was the boss here.

If he offended him, it would be difficult for him to walk around in this place again in the future.

Thus, the cultivators in the hall naturally understood the situation and could only silently criticize in their hearts.

However, Adolf was the City Lord. His status was honorable, but that did not mean that the bidders in VIP booth 11 were people with honorable statuses that they could not afford to offend!

"He must be one of his subordinates. Since we do not dare to insult the City Lord, but talking about this favor, is it possible? "

At this moment, as the cultivators guessed this in their hearts, they also attacked Little Cute Boy.

Because he was in a private room deep inside, the cultivators in the hall naturally couldn't see Little Cute Boy's true appearance.

Thus, knowing that they could not afford to provoke Adolf, they vented all of the anger in their hearts onto Little Cute Boy.

"This guest in room number 11 is really rich!" It's actually because they haven't missed every round of bidding. I'm afraid they are the big tycoons of Bingcheng! "

A sinister voice sounded in the hall.

"What tycoon!" This was clearly because there was so much money in the world of idiots! With the sky filling up, even if he bought the Heavenly Ginseng, the price wouldn't be that low. What an idiot! Judging from his voice, he was still young and immature. He must have come with his father's money! I wonder if his father knew that he had squandered the Devil Crystal like that! "

Very quickly, another cultivator appeared to be in a bad mood as he spoke.

This cultivator originally wanted to fight for this Heavenly Ginseng, to help one of its younger generation cleanse their muscles and marrow.

However, he was forced into a corner by Little Cute Boy.

This way, it would undoubtedly increase the difficulty of his bid's success.

This naturally made him angry.

So, after hearing someone mock Little Cute Boy, he didn't want to be outdone and immediately responded.

"That's right, he's just a fool!"

"Idiot!"

"Idiot!"

After someone started, the cultivators in the hall all started to boil. They started to mock Little Cute Boy like how it was before.

However, although they were mocking him, the people on scene tacitly did not mention Little Cute Boy's "trust" status.

They did not know whether Adolf would become angry because of embarrassment or if they said it out loud, so he would vent his anger on them.

Furthermore, as the saying goes, "hit a dog and you have to look at its owner"!

Since they had already decided that Little Cute Boy was Adolf's responsibility, they would naturally pay more attention to the wording of the letter.

However, at this moment, Adolf was rather calm when compared to the passionate cultivators in the hall.

Although the cultivators in the hall were all listening to him with their curses, he wasn't in the mood to manage them.

As the host of Auction, he was happy as long as he saw someone bid.

Who would he care? Who were these cultivators scolding?

But in the end, he still stood up, stopped these cultivators, and continued cursing.

It wasn't because he had a good impression of Little Cute Boy, so he decided to meddle in other people's business.

Rather, it was because he was afraid that the more these cultivators scolded, the more it would affect the progress of the Auction.

Adolf finally stood up after a moment of consideration.

"Everyone, quiet! In the end, those who were able to be invited by me to participate in Auction, are all people with status. If that's the case, then we shouldn't lower our prices and treat this place as a market, where we curse everyone like a shrew. If there was anything to be unhappy about, they could compete in terms of quality, higher prices, and overpowering the other party. Only by doing this would it be a man's way of doing things! Scolding and blabbering, wasn't that a bit too petty! And right now, this Heavenly Ginseng, the guest in room eleven, had bid a high price of three hundred and twenty thousand! "Is there anyone else who would drop more Devil Crystal?

After persuading these cultivators for a while, Adolf did not forget his job and sang out the price of the Heavenly Ginseng again.

Although he didn't know why Little Cute Boy would make such an outrageous bid, this was exactly what he wanted. After all, no matter how he looked at it, he was the only one who would profit in the end.

Thus, Adolf's impression of Little Cute Boy had unknowingly deepened by quite a bit.

At that moment, he did not know that the cultivators in the hall treated Little Cute Boy as his support, so that was why they were so angry at Little Cute Boy's bid.

He simply thought that Little Cute Boy's bid had aroused everyone's displeasure, which was why they attacked him together.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand!"

Since Adolf had spoken, although there were many cultivators in the hall, they still felt angry. But they still tactfully shut their mouths.

After another round of consideration, they finally announced their desired price.

Just as Little Cute Boy had thought, the price of this Heavenly Ginseng was still in a low range and it was far from the market price.

Thus, they could naturally bid for a few more rounds.

"Three hundred and eighty thousand!"

It was exactly the same as the previous bid with Phil.

The previous cultivator had just finished his bid, and on the other side, Little Cute Boy had also immediately given his price.

Moreover, the cultivators in the hall could clearly hear the anger in his voice.

It was obvious that Little Cute Boy had clearly heard the words they just insulted him with.

"So what if he's angry? He's just a lackey of the mayor, do you dare to attack him?" Humph! Is 380 thousand really that great? "Four hundred thousand!"

Very quickly, someone else started to compete with Little Cute Boy!

After a series of silent curses, he announced a high price of four hundred thousand.

However, there was one thing that he was wrong about.

Little Cute Boy did not dare to fight here, even though he was a Lineal Heir of the Douglas Family.

Otherwise, he would appear to be a playboy.

However, even if they couldn't make a move, he had many ways to make them feel uncomfortable. For example! A sky-high bid?

Yes, he was different from the other cultivators in the hall. Because of his age, no matter how precious the Heavenly Ginseng was, it was useless against Little Cute Boy.

From this, he didn't care whether he could actually win the bid for the Heavenly Ginseng, or if he could even take it to the black market to sell.

But even if he didn't care, it didn't mean that the other cultivators didn't care either.

On the contrary, not only did they care, they cared very much.

Cultivators were a group of Overgods, existences who could defy the heavens and take their lives.

As a result, the more powerful a cultivator was, the longer they would be able to live.

This meant that behind every cultivator, there would be a descendant.

Now, wasn't the reason they wanted to compete for this mature Heavenly Ginseng all for the sake of those juniors!

As such, Little Cute Boy could ignore the gains and losses of the Heavenly Ginseng, but he could not.

Thus, after seeing Little Cute Boy's sky-high bid, in their hearts, other than anger, there was still anger.

"Four hundred and fifty thousand!"

Sure enough, after the other person bid, Little Cute Boy called out another price.

"Four hundred and sixty thousand!"

The other side was not to be outdone.

"Five hundred thousand!"

Little Cute Boy did not want to be outdone.

"Five hundred and twenty thousand!"

The other side was fierce.

"Five hundred and fifty thousand!"

Little Cute Boy was also very angry.

"Six hundred thousand!"

As if Little Cute Boy's step by step, Ye Zichen yelled out a price!

The cultivator that originally increased the bid by only ten to twenty thousand Devil Crystal also gritted his teeth and roared.

Not only that, he even shouted towards room eleven: "This is my last price. If you have the ability to call out an even higher bid, this Heavenly Ginseng is yours!"

However, this time, Little Cute Boy surprisingly did not make a sound.

"Not good, I've been tricked!"

Seeing this scene, the cultivator quickly recovered and couldn't help but feel regret.1

Although Heavenly Ginseng s were precious treasures, they were precious treasures that could cleanse muscles and cut bones. However, after all, it was only used to lay the foundation.

Therefore, this type of heavenly material did not have a price limit.

Five hundred thousand, five hundred thousand was its highest market price.

But now, this cultivator had spent six hundred thousand to buy it. In that case, he was also infuriated by the fact that he lost a hundred thousand Devil Crystal!

Thus, he couldn't help but not be vexed.

After all, not everyone had an air of wealth like the Douglas Family.

Not everyone's name was "Little Cute Boy"!

Actually, before this, when everyone had already determined that Little Cute Boy was the support secretly arranged by the City Lord Adolf, the cultivators in the hall had already started to secretly guard against Little Cute Boy.

After all, everyone present was no fool. No one was willing to allow others to slaughter them.

However, the cultivator who bid did not expect that in the end, he would fall into the other party's trap.

"What a fool I am! He was actually being instigated by others to call out a price! I shouldn't, I really shouldn't! "

The cultivator regretted his decision.

Originally, he had been extremely restrained when bidding.

Each time he added a price, it would only be in the range of ten to twenty thousand.

However, in the end, he was also provoked by Little Cute Boy's actions and lost his rationality. Thus, he shouted out such a high price.

Those who were able to attend the Auction which City Lord Adolf personally presided over, were all people with status and position.

But even so, regardless of their status, status, or financial resources, they were unable to compare with people like Little Cute Boy and Phil, who came from a large clan.

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