"Two million!"
Su Liuying felt the voice was somewhat familiar, and she instinctively looked up; upon seeing Quan Tianyou, panic surged in her heart. She hadn't expected her luck to be so awful as to run into Quan Tianyou again, especially on such an occasion. It seemed her chances of earning the six hundred thousand she wanted today were dashed.
"Two million once!"
The auctioneer asked, "Is there anyone higher than two million?"
The crowd was silent, a stark contrast to the earlier buzz of activity; no one dared to challenge Quan Tianyou. To compete with Quan Tianyou was akin to seeking death. Everyone was savvy enough to just watch the show unfold.
"Two million twice!"
"Two million three times!"
"Sold!"
With a bang, as the auction-hammer fell, the auctioneer loudly declared the outcome, and the onlookers could only watch with envy as Su Liuying was dragged away by Quan Tianyou.
"Let go! You're hurting my hand! Let go this instant!"
