Da Mao made a sound in his throat and stopped.
The nearly 300 people around him were all focused on the ice-type jade.
"Speaking of which, how much is the value of this jade? I quite like it. If it doesn't exceed 50 million, I'll grit my teeth and buy it!"
"What's the use of you liking it? 50 million might not even be enough to buy the peaches in this old man's hands!"
"Is it that exaggerated? Is this thing worth so much money?"
"What do you think? There might only be one piece of such a jade in the world. Of course its value is high!"
Some people who did not know anything and wanted to buy it were splashed with cold water.
Zhao Ruoshuang was slightly surprised when she heard everyone's conversation. She did not expect this jade to be so valuable.
Ye Bei clutched his heart. He felt like he couldn't even breathe.
At this moment, those who knew the ropes began to discuss the true value of this jade.
