250,000 was indeed a ruthless bid. Even a wealthy thief leader like Daphne did not dare to follow through.
After receiving the Arcane Magic Potion from the guild's mage's hands, Anthony Rolin was so agitated that he held the three bottles tightly in his arms for a long time, reluctant to let go.
With Kevin's gavel hammering down once again, the auction resumed.
Just then, Gerian suddenly noticed his convenient nephew coming his way.
"I'm so sorry, Uncle Gerian. I have some urgent matters on hand to deal with, and I'm afraid they can't wait until the auction is over." Castellan Isaac's face was regretful.
Lin Li was waiting for someone to deliver the deep silver necklace to him when he heard "Uncle Gerian" all of a sudden and almost bit his tongue off out of shock.
