Chapter 40 Arrogant Prices
Three million gold coins may not be the highest price for the people in the venue, but a considerable number of people can afford it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
But what quieted everyone down was the special number of Qinchuan private room.
The No. 1 box, the mainland's unique runes depict brilliant words, and the big No. 1 is pasted in front of the private room where Qin Chuan is located.
Before, Box No. 8 took a "appetizer", so that no one in the venue dared to bid the price. And this time, the No. 1 first-class private room made everyone scratch their heads.
"The adults in the No. 1 private room bid three million, do any other adults want it? The moderator stirred up the atmosphere without exception.
"My lone wolf mercenary will bid three million and two hundred thousand, and I will ask the adults in the No. 1 private room to be able to fulfill it. It sounds like a respectful word, but it is with the slightest ruthlessness that does not give face.
It sounded like a lone wolf mercenary club, and the rest of the weak nobles all looked like they were watching a good show, and they instantly lost the heart to bid.
Trauc City, a megacity second only to the Imperial Capital, is an authoritative institution like Tulane College. Among them, the talents are the best, and the heroes are numerous.
And if you want to make a name for yourself in such a big city, without a certain strength, it is absolutely empty talk.
The Lone Wolf Mercenary Club is a large S-level mercenary club in the Adventurers' Association, and its strength is absolutely undoubted.
From the point of view of status, it can even be compared to the existence of the earl. It's just that one is recognized by the empire, and the other is respected by real strength.
For this lone wolf, Qin Chuan didn't know what it was. Directly ignore the lone wolf's indifferent words, and then shout.
"Three and a half million. ”
directly mentioned another 300,000 gold coins, but the hearts of the people in the audience were lifted up and began to whisper.
"Boss, why are you buying this sword?" shouted the price twice in Qin Chuan before Leto came back to his senses.
"I've taken a fancy to it, can't you? Don't worry, my brother has money. After giving Leto a roll of his eyes, Qin Chuan paid attention to the situation in the venue.
"I don't know which earl is in the No. 1 private room. I, Volker, bid four million, I want this sword!" A firm and powerful voice, with a hint of contempt, shouted to Qin Chuan.
Volcker: A familiar name, but Qin Chuan couldn't remember it for the time being.
And the name Volcker seems to be more shocking than Qinchuan's No. 1 private room, and someone in the venue even shouted it.
Volcker, the second son of Duke Yuri. In terms of imperial titles, a duke is the only one that exists for a prince. And just now Volcker asked Qin Chuan, but what kind of earl was it. Ask questions in the way of your own rank of two levels higher. This kind of naked slap in the face made the people in the venue sigh for a while.
And the people of the Lone Wolf Mercenary Society, when they heard Volcker's name, kept their mouths shut. Knowing that you can't afford to exist is to retreat, but this approach does not arouse people's disgust, which is the wisest.
Dukes, first-class titles, under the king are only a few princes, and under the prince, in order, there are dukes, waiters, uncles, sons, males, and fifth-class titles. The son of the duke, who dares to provoke it? At least in this cabinet auction, it is already one of the top existences.
After a while, he didn't hear Qin Chuan bidding again, and the atmosphere in the venue became weird.
Just as the host was about to open his mouth to finalize the price, Qin Chuan's voice sounded again.
"What Volker, haven't heard of it. Five million gold coins. Qin Chuan's bland words undoubtedly dropped a bomb.
Sure enough, the people sitting under the venue instantly exclaimed, like boiling water in an instant.
There are only 10 private rooms in total, and people who can sit in them are not just rich enough to come in. The complicated relationship between this has led to the fact that only Volcker is still competing with Qin Chuan's No. 1 private room.
"Your Excellency is so bold, dare to ask which duke it is, dare to sign up for six million gold coins. "Volcker wasn't cowardly. But this time, there was a hint of caution in his voice, far less arrogant than the original.
"There's a lot of nonsense, if you can afford it, you can follow, if you can't afford it, you can leave, what is there to say? Seven million!" At this time, Qin Chuan's voice also became irritable.
And Leto on the side was already numb, so he looked at Qin Chuan as if he had known each other on the first day.
But Volker heard Qin Chuan's familiar words, but he exclaimed, "It's you! Hehe, a fool who threw six thousand gold coins for a beast slave? Eight million! I'm going to decide this sword!"
Only then did Qin Chuan understand that it was no wonder that Volker's name was so familiar, it was the sick young man who had robbed Xiaoyue with himself in the first place!
And the people in the field, hearing this, Volcker actually recognized Qin Chuan. 6,000 gold coins for a beast slave? It seems that Qin Chuan is not a master to mess with, and the people in the venue are also full of interest in the competition between the two.
"Ten million. Are you coming?" Qin Chuan's words, with a hint of mockery, asked Volker.
The joking words, with a hint of sarcasm, calmed Volcker's excitement.
Everyone in the venue, seeing that Volcker had not made an offer for a long time, their expectations gradually decreased.
"The adults in the No. 1 private room bid 10 million, is there anything higher than this?" the host calmed down the excitement in his heart and shouted loudly again.
This time, however, there was no sound.
This heavy sword was bought by the adults in the No. 1 private room. The host made the final decision, and the venue also resounded with a wave of applause.
And at this time, Volcker was in the seventh private room.
"Bastard, if it weren't for the lack of gold this time, I'd kill that guy!" Volcker slammed his fist on the tea table, his eyes filled with anger.
"Go and find out for me! Find out the details of that pariah, even the prince can find out for me!" shouted angrily at the attendant next to him, and Volker slowly calmed down.
Dare to argue with the prince? It seems that Volcker's background is far deeper than the son of the duke on the surface.
"Boss, you're not stupid. Ten million! That's ten million......" Leto's trembling and low roaring voice was instantly blocked by Qin Chuan's spiritual power.
Qin Chuan forcibly infiltrated Leto's mind, and in Leto's consciousness, he left behind the piles of small mountain-high gold coin projections in the Ning Xin Ring.
After doing all this in the blink of an eye, Qin Chuan let out a long breath, and the surroundings finally quieted down.
And Leto finally quieted down, his sluggish expression was the same as Qin Chuan's initial, his eyes were full of golden coins, and there was no trace of anything else.
"Boss...... Those...... It's all yours?" Leto swallowed his own saliva, and his words trembled.
"Just know, don't keep making trouble in my ear, it's annoying. Qin Chuan glanced at Leto.
Leto sat quietly in his chair like a good baby, soothing his young heart that was about to be crushed.
There was Qin Chuan's heroic episode, and the auction items behind were also stirred up by the fiery atmosphere. But the price of no single treasure is higher than the upper limit of 10 million gold coins.
Qin Chuan is also faintly hurting in his heart now, if it weren't for a fool who kept raising the bar with him, it is estimated that the giant sword would not have such a high transaction price.
turned his head to look at Leto, who couldn't be more well-behaved, but Qin Chuan just secretly chuckled, swept away the unhappiness in his heart, and watched the host's performance again.