Watching the auction staff take the items away and send them upstairs, claiming not to be envious is a lie.
Even setting aside the inherent value of the auctioned items, such a ridiculously low price guarantees a steady profit margin if sold elsewhere.
This...this...
People exchanged glances.
Sitting in the front row, Lu Fu clenched his fists secretly.
He's fearless like a newborn calf unafraid of tigers. Although the items his family instructed him to bid on haven't appeared yet, even if he encounters such an item, regardless of whether the opponent is Master Ouyang, he must give it a try.
Fortunately, no one from the family accompanied him this time. Otherwise, knowing his thoughts, they'd break his legs rather than allow him to do such a thing.
Offending Master Ouyang could be a catastrophic disaster for the family; how could they allow him to act impulsively?
The next few auction items saw several bids from Heaven Room on the second floor.
