Feng Yun also looked at the sword with interest, but he could only sigh his head dejectedly. He was a poor fellow now.
As soon as the bid for the sword started, many people jumped into action.
"20000!"
"24000!"
"30000!"
"32000!"
"35000!"
Among many voices, Feng Yun recognized one voice that belonged to his cousin Mu Wenqian. "Oh, this sword will be good for her. I don't know if she can get it or not. But If Elder Hua helps, then she might win this sword." Feng Yun thought inwardly.
"40000!"
"50000!"
"55000!"
"60000!"
Bidding prices continued to rise. At this time, there were only five contenders remained who were bidding for the sword. Other than Mu Wenquan and Su, the remaining three were major powers. Because of the Su, the Cao Clan has no choice but to withdraw from the auction today. Although they were reluctant to give up, they didn't have the guts to offend Su Clan.
