Ye Wen Ni murmured, "Didn't they say thirty thousand?"
Ling Xiao chuckled. "When the atmosphere gets this heated, a last-minute price hike is hardly surprising."
"Forty-one thousand gold coins!" someone in the main hall shouted out.
"Fifty thousand!" From a private box, at a nod from his father, the handsome young man finally made his move.
"Sixty thousand!" With a nod from Yisha's grandfather, Qin Kang called out triumphantly.
The voices in the main hall gradually died down. Everyone knew the real contenders were in the dozen or so private boxes on the second floor, which sometimes even housed members of the Royal Family. With a single word, they could raise the bid by tens of thousands. The crowd below held their breath, their gazes fixed nervously on the second floor.
