This time, the confident and composed smile she had shown before was gone from her face.
Instead, it carried a somewhat indescribable awkwardness.
She cleared her throat, and her tone became much simpler.
"Distinguished guests, our next item is the third lot."
Upon hearing this, everyone's spirits lifted once again.
The first two items were so astonishing, what kind of treasure could this third one be?
Then the red cloth on the maid's tray was lifted.
A rusty dagger lay there quietly.
The sword was covered in dark red rust, the blade was chipped in many places, and the hilt was also badly damaged.
It looked as if it had been picked out of some garbage dump.
DouDou forced a smile.
"This sword is called the Doran's Sword."
"Legend has it that it was forged by a master swordsmith named Dolan."
"However, after so many years, it has become rusty."
Upon hearing this, the entire auction hall fell into a deathly silence.
Immediately, a deafening roar of laughter erupted.
"Hahaha! Doran's Sword? Did I hear that right?"
"They're even auctioning off rusty scrap metal?"
"Let alone Dolan's master, even the iron forged by the master blacksmiths of the Blacksmiths' Guild would be worthless if it got rusty!"
"Is there nothing left to sell at the auction? Surely not?"
"This is hilarious, what kind of auction item is this?"
Mockery and gossip rose and fell.
DouDou's smile was barely held on, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
She took a deep breath, tried to remain calm, and spoke as quickly as possible.
"Doran's Sword, starting bid: one gold soul coin!"
"Any price increase you can make!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire room fell into an eerie silence once again.
The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, their mocking expressions freezing in their eyes.
Seriously? The starting bid is really only one gold soul coin?
Is this auction house serious?
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