"200 billion!"
The man in white smiled slightly, because he could tell that the red-haired man wanted to give up.
"Kid, I'll remember you!"
The red-haired man let out a cold snort, turned around and went back into the private room, angrily drinking a cup of tea.
"Is there anyone bidding at 200 billion?"
The host's voice rang out at the right time.
After waiting a few breaths.
"Alright, since no one else is bidding, let's congratulate them..."
"Wait a minute! 500 billion!"
Suddenly, a strange male voice echoed from the void, and then everyone saw a golden rooster-comb hairstyle emerge from the void. Mo Shoufu combed his hair and strode down onto the bluestone floor with an air of arrogance.
The man in white was clearly surprised, his expression even turning serious. He murmured, "Mr. Mo!"
"Hey friend, now that you know me, things are much simpler. You probably already know I'm very rich!"
Mo Shoufu (the richest man in Mo) pointed his nostrils at the man in white, his attitude extremely arrogant.
"900 billion!"
The man in white shouted through gritted teeth.
"Two 500 billion!"
The richest man in Mo said indifferently, with his eyes closed.
"grass!"
The man in white slammed his hand on the chair and got up to leave the venue.
"Congratulations to this guest for successfully bidding on the divine fire."
The host was overjoyed; the magic fire had made him a fortune.
Mu Yingying naturally recognized him, but she wasn't familiar with the richest man, Mo, so she didn't pay much attention. She assumed that the richest man, Mo, also needed the divine fire and had come specifically to bid for it.
Standing on the bluestone floor, Mo, the richest man, glanced at Mu Yingying sitting in the corner out of the corner of his eye, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and he turned and left the venue.
Outside the auction venue.
"Brother Luo, take it!"
Mo, the richest man, did not feel any pain for spending two 500 billion, after all, Luo Chen had promised without hesitation that he would give him the spiritual vein and the source of the origin once they were discovered. Neither of these two could be exchanged for two 500 billion high-grade spirit stones.
"Brother Mo, you're the most reliable one, thanks a lot!"
Luo Chen smiled and accepted the Divine Fire Bead, then put it into his storage ring.
"Brother Luo, let's not be so polite. Let's have a drink together sometime."
The richest man in Mexico waved his hand.
"No problem, let's schedule the drinking session when we discover a spiritual vein or the source of energy, how about that?"
Luo Chen suggested with a smile.
"Hey! That's a great idea, let's do it this way, we have to drink to our hearts' content then."
Mo, the richest man, brightened up, quite pleased with himself. He nodded and continued, "Brother Luo, I have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now. By the way, you must be short of money, right? Keep this storage ring safe. Next time something like this happens, it'll be a pity if I can't get there in time."
Mo, the richest man, casually handed him a storage ring. Luo Chen didn't stand on ceremony, took it, and said, "Brother Mo, I'll always invite you whenever there's something good in the future."
"Alright, Brother Luo, I'll remember your words. Farewell!"
"Take care of yourself!"
The two bowed in farewell, and Luo Chen stood quietly in the void outside the auction hall, waiting.
Two hours later.
Guests began to emerge from the venue. Although Mu Yingying hadn't managed to photograph the divine fire, she had seen many rare treasures she hadn't seen in her previous life. In a fairly good mood, she walked out of the venue with light steps and her blue skirt swaying gently behind her.
"Where is this beautiful fairy lady headed? May I escort her?"
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