The auction officially began, and the bronze mirror was displayed as the finale item.
The host introduced: "Next, we will auction this bronze mirror from ancient times.
According to experts, this mirror has a history of thousands of years and is of great collection value.
Starting price: one million!"
There was a sudden whisper from the audience, and many people began to raise their signs to bid.
Jiang Muyao raised the sign in her hand: "Five million."
Her voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard throughout the banquet hall.
Everyone's eyes were focused on her, and many people showed surprised expressions.
"Mrs. Pei bid five million! Is there a higher bid?" the host asked excitedly.
At this moment, a deep voice came from the corner: "Eight million."
Jiang Muyao and Pei Linyuan turned their heads at the same time and looked towards the source of the sound.
He was a middle-aged man in a black suit, with a stern face and a sinister look in his eyes.
Jiang Muyao frowned slightly. [This person... has an evil aura. He must be Su Mingyue's subordinate.]
She raised the sign again and said in a cold voice, "Ten million."
The whole audience was in an uproar and everyone was shocked.
They were not shocked by the price, but they were shocked when it would be Jiang Muyao's turn to make the decision in the Pei family!
The middle-aged man sneered and raised his sign again: "Twelve million."
Jiang Muyao didn't hesitate: "Fifteen million."
The middle-aged man's face turned ugly in an instant. He gritted his teeth and finally did not raise the sign again.
The host excitedly shouted, "Fifteen million times! Fifteen million twice! Fifteen million three times! Deal! Congratulations, Mrs. Pei!"
After the auction, Jiang Muyao and Pei Linyuan came to the backstage to take away the bronze mirror.
When they arrived, they found that the middle-aged man was standing in front of the bronze mirror, looking at them with cold eyes.
"Mr. Pei, Mrs. Pei, you are so rich."
The middle-aged man sneered, his tone full of sarcasm and provocation.
Pei Linyuan's eyes were stern, and his tone carried a hint of warning: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"
Jiang Muyao chuckled, looked at the middle-aged man calmly, and said lightly:
"It's okay, it's just 15 million ghost money."
The middle-aged man was stunned and his face turned red instantly. He obviously did not expect Jiang Muyao to respond like this.
He gritted his teeth and pretended to be calm: "Mrs. Pei, what do you mean? Do you think this bronze mirror is fake?
This is a genuine antique with a certificate of authenticity!"
Jiang Muyao's lips curled slightly, and a hint of coldness appeared in her eyes: "Fake? No, this bronze mirror is real.
But... it is not an ordinary antique, but a sinister object that is specially used to attract evil spirits.
Didn't you set up this scheme just to cheat the Pei family and complete Su Mingyue's mission?"
The middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed, and a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
"What nonsense are you talking about? What Yin object? What Su Mingyue? I don't understand!"
Jiang Muyao sneered, walked slowly to the bronze mirror, brushed her fingertips lightly across the mirror, and said in a cold tone:
"Don't understand? Then let me help you recall! This mirror was cast from thousand-year-old Yin soil, and the mirror surface is stained with the resentment of countless wronged souls.
If ordinary people are exposed to it for a long time, they will suffer bad luck at best and their families will be destroyed at worst.
You deliberately put it up for auction today, don't you want it to fall into the hands of the Pei family and bring misfortune to our Pei family?"
The middle-aged man's face turned pale and his fists were clenched, obviously he had been hit in a sore spot.
He gritted his teeth and said, "How...how do you know this?"
Jiang Muyao stared at him with sharp eyes:
"How should I know? Because your little tricks are nothing to me."
The middle-aged man was intimidated by her aura and subconsciously took a step back, cold sweat oozing from his forehead.
He forced himself to say, "You...don't be so proud! So what if you see through it?
This bronze mirror is already yours, so you, the Pei family, can just wait for bad luck!"
Jiang Muyao chuckled, her tone filled with disdain: "Unlucky? Just because of this mirror?"
She raised her hand and waved it, a flash of light flashed across her fingertips, and a tiny crack appeared on the mirror.
Immediately afterwards, a black gas surged out from the mirror, emitting a shrill scream.
The middle-aged man stared at the scene with wide eyes, horrified: "You...what did you do?"
Jiang Muyao said coldly: "It's just that I broke your evil magic!
This mirror has now become a pile of scrap metal.
As for you..." Her eyes turned cold, "You are buying and selling such harmful things in the Flower Country. Do you think Uncle Hat doesn't exist?
Fifteen million, the latest model from Tiandi Bank, with high interest rates and value preservation - especially suitable for customers like you who are eager to reincarnate.
You have to take it whether you want to or not."
The middle-aged man's face turned pale and he could no longer speak. He gritted his teeth, turned around and fled backstage in embarrassment.
However, when he rushed out of the backstage, he saw a group of uncles in uniforms and hats walking towards him with serious expressions and sharp eyes.
He suddenly froze in place, his legs feeling as if they were filled with lead and unable to move.
"Stop!" The man in the hat who was leading the group shouted, "We've received a report that someone is illegally selling sexual objects here. Please cooperate with the investigation!"
"Misunderstanding... misunderstanding! I have nothing to do. I am a serious businessman..."
Pei Linyuan walked to Jiang Muyao, gently held her hand, and said with appreciation:
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