"Hasn't the move already been made?"
Old Master Ouyang chuckled, pointing at the person who had just made a bid. It suddenly dawned on Song Yun that the old master had never intended to enter the fray himself; he had already found a proxy.
"At what price do you plan to get involved?"
"No rush."
Song Yun stood up and looked down through the floor-to-ceiling window. The bid downstairs had reached 890 million, but this was merely the beginning.
As more forces joined in, the price of the horse head was pushed to an astronomical 1.1 billion by a phone bid from offsite!
"1.1 billion, this is already beyond our budget."
Long Dan said indifferently while leaning on the chair.
He was watching Yamano's expression closely, and it was apparent that the old man was resolved to do whatever it took to bring the horse head back to his country.
