The bidding from the second floor ceased, and the crowd below settled down after stirringly raising the price for a while.
Although they were helping the auction house rake in money by driving the prices up, it let the buyer bleed a bit, which balanced their mentality. How exhilarating!
If it weren't for the fear of driving the price too high and being left to foot the bill in case the people upstairs refused, they would probably have continued to stir things up.
By this time, the price had already reached eighteen million.
"Miss, the last Hundred-Year Inner Pill was auctioned off for just thirty million. Today, I'm afraid..." Xiaoyu trailed off, hinting they might not secure it.
The people who couldn't afford it had inflated the price significantly.
Those who couldn't afford it still wanted to give them a hard time.
It was irritating.
Li Xiaoyu: "What's our budget?"
Li Yan: "Up to sixty million at most."
