The bidding below remained lukewarm throughout. The earlier auction items were all quality pieces, but none of the prices really stood out.
Yet for the kind of crowd gathered in Chetvine tonight, money was never the issue. Most of the guests here were powerhouses in their own right, so the auction atmosphere felt oddly dull and lifeless.
This put pressure on Elsie on the center stage. Her job was to maximize profits for the auction house as much as possible. To put it bluntly, taking an item worth 100 dollars and hyping it up to 10,000 dollars was what she was supposed to do. However, the atmosphere in Chetvine was completely different from small places like Jayrodale.
These people were not just rich; they had sharp eyes, too. If you wanted to treat them like fools and empty their wallets, it was impossible without genuine goods to back it up.
Meanwhile, Andrew, watching from Suite No. 3, noticed Elsie's predicament. The item currently up for bidding was a martial arts manual. It was not particularly rare, and in the ranking system, it was only an Obscure-tier item.
"Eight million going twice… Are there any other guests who'd like to bid?" Elsie asked as she scanned the entire venue.
Disappointment gradually filled her eyes. She had initially thought it would at least reach ten million. If it sold for eight million, the auction house would not make much profit. That would mean her performance was just mediocre.
At that moment, a laughing voice forcefully interrupted the bidding.
“Ten million. Come on, people, stop pretending you're hotshots. Bid or go home. Don't embarrass yourselves trying to look rich.”
The tone was so arrogant that the entire room stirred in disbelief.
"Who the hell is that guy?" someone muttered.
"He's from Suite No. 3! Of course, he's cocky."
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Brilliant piece of work. I am enjoying the novel. The only problem is that it is taking longer to update more chapters....