All eyes turned to Bai Lingling.
It felt like the entire city had squeezed into the hall to watch.
People looked at her the way one would look at a snake about to be skinned and turned into soup. The only problem was that in their minds, she was not the snake holding the knife. She was the one lying on the chopping board.
In Yunhe City, very few pearls could compare to a Rosaline's Lady Pearl worth thirteen thousand gold coins.
No one believed that Bai Lingling's huge, dusty shell would contain anything more valuable.
Their gazes openly said, "Hurry up and die for our entertainment."
The store owner's attitude toward her was completely different from the way he had treated Yun Wanrou.
He forced a polite smile that did not reach his eyes.
"Miss," he said. "This large shell has a base price of one hundred and fifty gold coins. The opening fee is ten gold. Do you still wish to open it."
His tone was superficially respectful.
