A group of tycoons started bidding at the auction without asking for Lin Feng's opinion, but the higher the price they offered, the uglier the expressions on the Liu family father and son became.
"Lin Feng, I didn't expect you to gamble on stone, now Liu Zhihao has nothing to say, right? Mr. Shen said the winner could choose a treasure, will you pick the Vermilion Bird Flower or the jadeite?" Han Muhe was even happier than Lin Feng.
Hearing this, Shen Wanzhang suddenly felt a bit anxious. The Vermilion Bird Flower was not easy to come by, and if Lin Feng took it, it would certainly hurt, but he couldn't lose face by going back on his word in public.
Shen Wanzhang also didn't expect that by just putting the Vermilion Bird Flower out to absorb the moonlight, someone would recognize it; he felt like he was stuck between a rock and a hard place.
