"What? One hundred million!" Zhou Delong couldn't help but exclaim when he heard Luo Chao's words.

Hearing Zhou Delong's exclamation, some people around them turned to look at Luo Chao and the others.

Zhou Delong seemed to realize that his voice was a bit loud, so he quickly lowered it and asked Luo Chao, "Is this Lu Nongxiao really worth one hundred million?"

"That's right." Luo Chao nodded affirmatively.

"Oh my! Granddaughter, hurry up and buy this wine! If others realize its value, it'll be too late!" After getting Luo Chao's confirmation, Zhou Delong urged Miao Shiyun repeatedly.

Although Miao Shiyun was a woman, she was also a shrewd businessperson. Knowing this deal was a sure win with no loss, she hesitated no longer and raised her hand saying, "I bid five million!"

"Cough cough cough!" The auction host, who had been leisurely smoking, accidentally choked upon hearing someone was actually willing to bid five million.

"Miss, you can't make random bids here! Are you sure you really want to bid five million?" The host, fearing someone was being disruptive, quickly reconfirmed with Miao Shiyun.

"I'm sure!" As she spoke, Miao Shiyun even took out her bank card.

"Alright, alright, alright!"

The host said "good" three times in a row; although he felt Miao Shiyun was a bit foolish with money, he was still happy since someone was actually willing to pay.

"Five million once! Five million twice! Is anyone willing to bid higher?"

The host held the auction hammer and, after repeating the price twice, habitually asked again.

"If no one bids higher, I'll call the third time!"

"Oh hurry up!" Seeing the host repeatedly asking, Miao Shiyun couldn't help but stomp her feet anxiously.

The host noticed Miao Shiyun's anxious posture and couldn't help but be a bit suspicious.

Those hosting auctions, after all, were old hands in the antique circle.

Thus, if Miao Shiyun remained calm, it wouldn't matter much—but if she showed even a trace of anxiety on her face, the host would notice a problem.

He thought to himself, this lady seems very eager, and she's actually willing to spend five million on this Tang Dynasty wine that hardly anyone buys!

Could it be that this thing is worth more than five million?

Thinking of this, the auctioneer signaled to the brokers in the crowd.

The brokers naturally understood the meaning upon seeing the signal.

So one of them immediately shouted loudly, "Five million one hundred thousand!"

Luo Chao and the others instantly realized someone was competing with them as soon as they heard it and quickly figured out the brokers were at work!

Forced by the circumstances, Miao Shiyun had no choice but to speak again, "Five million two hundred thousand!"

"Five million three hundred thousand!"

"Five million four hundred thousand!"

"Five million five hundred thousand!"

...

The brokers kept raising the bid, and within a few minutes, the starting price of five million Huaxia Coins for Lu Nongxiao was driven up to six million!

Even the brokers were shocked—they didn't expect Miao Shiyun to have so much money, continuing to bid even after a one million increase!

In fact, it wasn't only Miao Shiyun—the brokers themselves had several moments when they wanted to stop bidding, afraid Miao Shiyun would give up buying due to the high price.

However, without their boss's—namely, the auction host's—indication, they didn't dare to stop.

"Six million one hundred thousand!" At the host's indication, a broker shouted again.

"Six hundred..."

Just as Miao Shiyun was about to follow on, Luo Chao suddenly extended a hand to cover her mouth, stopping her from calling out.

"Don't rush to shout! Wait a moment!" Luo Chao whispered softly in Miao Shiyun's ear.

Being this close, with Luo Chao whispering in her ear, Miao Shiyun felt a tingling sensation in her neck, her whole body went weak, almost collapsing into Luo Chao's arms.

But she regained her composure and looked up at Luo Chao, asking in a low voice, "Why?"

Luo Chao chuckled, "That host is observing the speed of your bidding. The faster you bid, the less the price seems to have reached your limit, and he will have the brokers continuously raise it! So you should pretend to hesitate—they'll think the price has reached your threshold!"

"Okay..."

Miao Shiyun nodded. She hadn't expected such psychological tactics to be hidden within a small auction.

But because of this, Miao Shiyun's admiration for Luo Chao increased by another level.

Indeed, thanks to Luo Chao's hint this time, the host grew worried seeing Miao Ruoyun not bidding for a long time.

If a piece that could have originally earned five million ended up unsold due to his reckless prompting of the brokers, it would be a great loss!

"Six million one hundred thousand—first call... Six million one hundred thousand—second call..."

This time, the host's voice was much louder when quoting the price, but his pace was much slower, and he deliberately lengthened the final sounds, giving Miao Shiyun time to think it over.

"Anyone else interested?"

The host sounded a bit nervous seeing Miao Shiyun not bidding for a long time, and he had to ask again.

But this time, he was determined that as soon as Miao Shiyun spoke to bid, no matter the amount, he would stop the brokers from raising it further!

Luo Chao remained on stage observing every subtle reaction of the host and, seeing the host's speech slowing down, knew the time had come!

Thus, Luo Chao quickly tapped Miao Shiyun on the shoulder, signaling her to bid.

Miao Shiyun received Luo Chao's cue, raised her hand, just about to shout her price, when a booming voice suddenly echoed from the far back of the crowd!

"I bid one hundred million!"

Hearing this voice, everyone, including Luo Chao, looked back in astonishment.

At the very back of the crowd, a tall man, standing at 1.9 meters, with neat black short hair, dressed in a black trench coat, leaned against a big tree.

A cigar was held between his lips, and his dark eyes conveyed disdain born from the depths of his soul as he glanced at everyone.

"Wang Sisong!"

Upon seeing this man, Miao Shiyun immediately recognized him.

However, the extraordinary aura of Wang Sisong did not attract Luo Chao's attention.

Instead, a young man standing next to Wang Sisong, only about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a pure white suit, and appearing to be two years younger than Luo Chao, captured Luo Chao's interest.

This young man had dyed silver-white long hair, with a fair face smiling slightly, and in his hand... he held an ancient-looking long sword!

In this day and age? In the 21st century, someone still carried a sword!

On the silver-white scabbard, intricate dark gold patterns were engraved, and the hilt was bronze. Although the treasure sword was sheathed, a faint murderous aura seemed to emanate from it!

With just one glance, Luo Chao confirmed in his heart—this man was a master! A true master!

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