The auctioneer's voice was cold and merciless, "The starting bid for Liu Dan is ten million."
"I bid fifteen million."
"I bid twenty million."
"Thirty million, Liu Dan, I must have her."
"Hmph! I bid fifty million, Liu Dan is mine, no one else even think about competing with me." A pale and sickly-looking young man stared at Liu Dan, with an excited gleam in his eyes.
Chu Yang's brow furrowed and his expression soured. He hadn't expected the price for Liu Dan to rise so swiftly, reaching fifty million in less than a minute.
"Sixty million," Chu Yang said indifferently.
The pale and sickly-looking young man's eyes flashed with displeasure, "Seventy million. Liu Dan is mine, no one will take her away from me."
Chu Yang said indifferently, "Eighty million."
The pale and sickly man gritted his teeth, "Ninety million."
"One hundred million," Chu Yang's voice rang out again.
