"The bidding for the Fleeceflower starts now at a starting price of five hundred million dollars with an increment of ten million dollars per bid. You may begin."
Upon Bruce's words, the auctioneer knocked the hammer on the table and the bidding commenced.
Hands were in the air at once. Even though most of these people knew that they would not get the Fleeceflower for sure, even taking part in the bidding would give them bragging rights for years to come.
That was what most of the people who raised their hands thought, and the price of the Fleeceflower quickly rose to 600 million dollars.
None of the Eldor Four had moved at all. None of them were in a hurry.
Wilbur furrowed his brows, starting to grow anxious on behalf of the bumbling idiot who had brought him here. He knew that Leonard would bid for it for sure, and he was going to get what he wanted if Wilbur did not stop him.
Just as the price was around six hundred and seventy million dollars, Reed raised his hand and called out for 700 million dollars.
"Seven hundred and twenty million." Brody raised his hand.
"Seven hundred and thirty million." Amon raised his hand.
Leonard raised his own hand at last. "Seven hundred and forty million."
The rest of the crowd stopped bidding as soon as the Eldor Four started. After all, the crowd could hardly compare to these men in terms of wealth.
The Eldor Four were the biggest clans in the traditional medicine industry, and their wealth was undeniable.
"Seven hundred and fifty million."
"Seven hundred and sixty million."
"Seven hundred and seventy million."
The bidders called out the prices and fierce competition broke out between the Eldor Four.
Wilbur watched Amon and the rest, his brows furrowed. He still could not understand why they were doing this. Was all of it just to take Leonard down?
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