But how would they know, Mo Huasong discovered that the armor he crafted could sell for fifteen million, he no longer cared about this kind of small money.
Good stuff, he must have it, it's for his own people.
As for that ten million, it's a trivial matter. He could just throw another piece of armor over there and still make a profit.
And this kind of armor refining, Mo Huasong could easily make.
When He Weiqiang was about to have someone send something over, Mo Huasong sent him a message saying to settle the bill together after the auction, after all, he still had money there.
He Weiqiang nodded, thinking it was right, Mo Batian would be coming backstage anyway.
The auction continued, and there were some more good items coming up, all of which were directly bid on by Mo Huasong.
The prices were astoundingly high. Even though others saw the good items, Mo Huasong bid on them at two or three times their price, leaving others unable to compete with him.
