"know?"

Chuanliu raised an eyebrow and looked at Zhuiming.

The latter tilted his head and said, "Although I really don't want to admit it, I do know him."

Chuanliu guessed, "Someone from Spade City?"

Zhui Ming leaned back, his eyes filled with disdain. "Yes, the famous Lei Lao Jiu."

The man in VIP room number 2 was actually Lei Laojiu, the "Nine of Spades" who had been causing trouble for Wu Fangming.

Chuanliu couldn't help but sigh that Paradise Island was really too small; he could run into acquaintances one after another just by going out the door.

Lei Lao Jiu, nicknamed "Nine of Spades," was thin and gaunt, with sunken eyes that resembled two black holes. His complexion was sallow, as if the years had mercilessly stripped away his vitality, making him look haggard and exhausted, as if he had just stayed up for several nights in a row.

His eyes, like those of a venomous snake, were fixed intently on the direction of Room 1.

That look not only revealed determination, but also a silent warning, as if to say, "Your every move is under my control."

His move to remove the one-way glass restriction was undoubtedly a clear warning to Room 1.

He wanted to let Room 1 know that if they dared to bid again, they would be challenging his bottom line, the "Nine of Spades".

Sitting in Room 1, Sister Qiao recognized Lei Laojiu at a glance, and a playful smile appeared on her lips.

She gently tossed a strand of hair between her fingers, a defiant glint in her eyes.

"Oh, it's Lei Laojiu. Who else could it be?"

Then, without hesitation, she raised her paddle, her voice echoing throughout the auction hall:

650,000.

Lei Laojiu frowned. He hadn't expected that even after he had revealed his identity, the other party would still dare to blatantly provoke him.

His face darkened, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, and he raised the price again:

"700,000!"

However, Qiao Jie seemed unfazed by Lei Lao Jiu's warning; she remained calm and continued to raise the price.

"710,000!"

Old Nine's face was ashen, his gaze fixed on the direction of Room 1, and his whole body exuded a chilling aura.

The atmosphere in the entire auction hall became tense, and a fierce conflict seemed imminent.

The onlookers on the first floor began to discuss among themselves. Some of them had already recognized Lei Laojiu's identity and started whispering among themselves.

"I didn't expect that Room 2 was actually Lei Laojiu. No wonder the price increase was so steep."

"Are the people in Room 1 crazy? Lei Laojiu has already revealed his identity. Isn't that obviously telling us not to compete with him?"

"Who doesn't know that Lei Laojiu is a notoriously ruthless character? Who would dare to offend him?"

Of course, some people also said: "Maybe Room 1 is an even more powerful person than Lei Laojiu?"

Lei Lao Jiu felt an itch in his teeth as he listened to the surrounding chatter.

He raised the price again, his voice leaving no room for argument.

"750,000!"

However, Qiao Jie didn't seem to intend to give up so easily; she followed suit again without hesitation.

780,000.

Lei Laojiu's lips were pressed into a tight line. Only he knew that his bottom line was 800,000 yuan.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil, and then spoke in a hoarse voice that resonated throughout the hall:

“Friend in Room 1, I, Lei Lao Jiu, am determined to get this item. If you are willing to give it up, I will consider it a favor to you.”

Now that things have come to this, for the people in Room 1, if they could stop now, they could not only save a lot of money, but also do "Nine of Spades" a favor.

However, just when everyone thought that Room 1 would go with the flow, the one-way glass slowly opened.

Two men and one woman appeared in everyone's sight. They sat calmly in the VIP room.

The woman turned her gaze towards Lei Laojiu, smiled, and waved as if to say hello.

Upon seeing the three, Lei Laojiu's eyes flashed with surprise, but he quickly forced a smile and said:

"Oh, it's Wang Qiao. I thought it was someone who was being so disrespectful. Since we're on the same side, let's not argue."

Qiao Jie smiled broadly and replied, "You're absolutely right. Then I'll thank you in advance for making the donation."

Lei Laojiu's lips twitched, his smile appearing both forced and sinister.

“790,000, I’ll take this item. As compensation, I’ll give you an extra 10% for free.”

However, Qiao Jie shook her head and said casually:

"Brother Lei, how about you give me this 790,000? I'll give you 10% for free too."

With negotiations failing, Lei Laojiu had no choice but to raise his sign and shout in a deep voice:

"800,000!"

Unsurprisingly, Sister Qiao followed up with another quote, "810,000."

Chuanliu recognized the woman the moment he saw Qiaojie; she was even more beautiful and charming than when she was with Jia Zuowei.

She pointed in the woman's direction and asked the butterfly:

"Is that lady from your Plum Blossom City?"

The butterfly looked at Chuanliu with a strange expression, as if surprised by Chuanliu's ignorance.

"She's not just from Plum Blossom City, she's the infamous 'King of Plum Blossoms' Wang Qiao! You don't even know her?"

"King of Clubs"!

These three words echoed in Chuanliu's heart, leaving him unable to calm down for a long time.

She had already guessed that the woman beside Jia Zuowei must be from Plum Blossom City, and she also guessed that the "Qiao Jie" that Jia Zuowei mentioned was likely this woman.

However, she never expected that the City of Plum Blossoms would send such a high-ranking person to personally accompany Jia Zuowei.

Is it really worth it for Wang Qiao, the "King of Clubs," to personally take action just to monitor Jia's actions or control him?

What exactly does she want to do?

Or perhaps, what exactly do they want to do?

Chuanliu couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Meanwhile, the bidding war between Wang Qiao and Lei Laojiu remained deadlocked.

Every time Wang Qiao calmly called out a new price, Lei Laojiu's brows furrowed more and his facial muscles tightened more.

Finally, after Wang Qiao shouted out a high price of 850,000 yuan, Lei Laojiu was powerless to respond. The unwillingness in his eyes was like a raging flame, but it was extinguished by the cold reality.

He suddenly stood up, turned around and left VIP room number 2.

As he left, the entire venue seemed to be sucked away from all sound, falling into a deathly silence.

Seeing this, auctioneer Susan quickly composed herself, cleared her throat, and said:

"After that intense bidding round, the price has now climbed to 850,000 yuan. Are there any other esteemed guests interested in making further bids?"

Just when everyone thought the auction was about to end, a clear male voice suddenly came from VIP room number 1:

"900,000".

The sound was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, instantly exploding throughout the venue.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, puzzled. Why were people in Room 1 starting to fight over it?