"One million!"
The voice that called out this price belonged to none other than Sun Shangwu, who was situated at the very back of the hall.
At the same time, he was the only ordinary member to have joined the Longevity Club with a net worth of thirty-seven billion.
Chu Mo's gaze shifted towards him, meeting Sun Shangwu's smiling face. Sun Shangwu was nodding and smiling at him, his lips curving upwards slightly. Chu Mo knew there were two reasons for Sun's actions, one of which was to raise the atmosphere of the auction hall.
Since the first Longevity Pill did not have a low starting price, no one knew how much to bid at first—bid too high and risk a loss; bid too low and risk ridicule. Therefore, everyone was waiting, leading to a situation where no one dared to make an offer.
Now that Sun Shangwu had made the opening bid, it gave others a basis for their own, thus eliminating their concerns, and the further bidding would naturally proceed in due course.
