The auction hall fell silent in an instant. Down on the main floor, everyone was mentally calculating whether the Silver Lotus Seed was truly worth bidding a fortune on.
Suddenly, a low, sinister voice drifted out from a room on the twelfth floor, shattering the silence of the auction hall.
"Five hundred million!"
"One billion!" Before anyone could even react, another bid immediately followed.
Seeing that the bids were all coming from the twelfth floor, everyone began to wonder. 'Could these Ice Lotus Seeds really be that effective?'
"Two billion!"
The entire hall erupted with a ROAR. This price was nearly rivaling that of the Ice Soul Cold Ginseng.
"Quentin, go to room number two and deliver a message for me. Just say we'll split the item fifty-fifty." A figure in white sat lazily on the sofa, his long, slender fingers tapping lightly on the armrest.
"Yes, Mr." Quentin nodded respectfully and turned to leave.
