"Eight million!" Beiting Qing gritted his teeth. He had already made up his mind. One day, as long as this brat fell into his hands, he would definitely spank his butt.
"Nine million!" Beiting Huang raised her chin slightly and bid a higher price.
"10,000,000!" Beiting Qing was so angry that he couldn't stay calm anymore. His chest heaved violently. 10,000,000 yuan for a 1,000,000 yuan spiritual artifact. This money came from his personal savings. How could he not feel the pain of being scammed by his grandson? If he had a heart attack today, he would definitely sue this brat for being unfilial.
As soon as Beiting Qing finished speaking, Beiting Huang's arrogant voice echoed throughout the entire auction hall. "Congratulations, Old Master. I'm waiting for you to give this spiritual weapon to me as my birthday present!"
