The auctioneer changed his tone and took a friendly approach, which caused laughter to break out in the hall.

Then someone stood up and went to the stage.

Ye Wan stared at the stone for a long time, grabbed the bidding board and went downstairs.

On the display shelf is a stone that is about the same size and shape as the Qilin melon, and its color is grayish white.

There are fine brown lines on the stone.

It looks no different from the ordinary stones on the river beach.

Those who walked onto the stage were all experts in gambling on stones.

A group of people gathered around the stone, looking at it and knocking on it, but no one could figure out what it was.

Someone walked off the stage shaking his head.

There were two others who looked unsure, pondering it three circles left and three circles right.

Seeing Ye Wan staring at the stone in a daze, the older man with a goatee said with a smile: "Little girl, are you also gambling on stones?"

"A little bit."

"You see the clue?"

"No."

Next to the old man with a goatee was an old man with a wrinkled face and a hunched back. He looked to be at least seventy years old.

The old man glanced at Ye Wan from behind his glasses, and said admonishingly, "This is not something that everyone can play. Little girl, just watch the fun and don't cause trouble for the adults at home."

Convinced that Ye Wan had come to the Dark Domain with his family to watch the fun and gain some experience, the two old men looked at each other and continued to tinker and research.

Ye Wan turned around and walked down the stage, sitting in Jiang Yanchi's seat.

After the two old men stepped down, the auctioneer said, "The starting price is 2 million, and the bid will be increased by 200,000 each time."

"Two million."

The one who spoke was the old man with triangular eyes.

Not to be outdone, Goatee said, "2.2 million."

Ye Wan followed up, "2.5 million."

As soon as he finished speaking, he received gazes from all directions.

As for the others, it was blatantly funny.

It was as if she was the fool who had a lot of money.

The triangular-eyed old man raised the price to the highest in one breath, "4 million."

The old man with a goatee glared at his old friend angrily and said nothing.

Ye Wan smiled and raised the sign, "5 million."

Unable to breathe up or down, the triangular-eyed old man looked Ye Wan up and down, and didn't say a word for a long time.

A beautiful little girl, wearing black clothes and black pants, with her hair tied up in a high ponytail.

At first glance, she looked like a female boxer from an ancient city boxing gym.

The eyes are particularly beautiful.

It's so clear and bright, as if you can see through it at a glance.

But when you look at it from head to toe, the platform exudes an unfathomable aura that makes it impossible to see through.

The old man with triangular eyes silently put down the bidding card in his hand.

"5 million per time."

"Five million twice."

"Five million three times. Deal!!"

The auction hammer fell, and the auctioneer looked at Ye Wan, "Congratulations!"

Seeing Ye Wan getting up and going backstage to handle the formalities, the triangular-eyed old man looked back and saw someone following him in the dark.

After returning, the subordinate whispered in the triangular-eyed old man's ear: "We didn't pick up the goods. The address left was in the imperial capital. I asked someone and found out that the address is Boss Dai's antique shop."

Boss Dai?

The triangular-eyed old man was startled and subconsciously clenched the bidding card.

Looking back at the old man with a goatee, they both had the same puzzled look on their faces: Did he make a mistake?

(End of this chapter)