Not only were others shocked, but Lin Yingying was also drenched in cold sweat, fiercely pinching Long Fei's thigh.
She made faces at him frantically, whispering, "Aren't you able to make your own pills? Why do you still need to buy them? Our family doesn't have that much money, does it?"
Long Fei patted her shoulder, urging her to calm down.
The one who should be anxious now was Wuu Xudong, not them.
Jiang Yunyi and Jiang Yunlan sized up Long Fei from head to toe, the man who seemed unremarkable but had provided too many surprises for the day.
First, he spent 1.2 million to buy the wine, and now he was bidding 30 billion for a pill.
They looked at Long Fei from left to right and didn't think he appeared wealthy; 30 billion was not a small sum, and among the renowned attendees all added together, only a few could afford such a figure.
"Could he be a disciple from a major family?"
The siblings exchanged glances and signaled the auctioneer with their eyes.
