"I'll pay a hundred amethyst coins." Someone immediately reacted and started yelling.

"Two hundred amethyst coins." Someone soon caught up with him.

"Three Hundred Amethyst Coins."

"Five Hundred Amethyst Coins."

"Six hundred amethyst coins."

"Seven hundred amethyst coins."

"One Thousand Amethyst Coins."

After a thousand amethyst coins, fewer people shouting for the price gradually. After all, one thousand amethyst coins are really sky-high, and ordinary families can't bear such a large number.

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"One thousand five hundred amethyst coins once, one thousand five hundred amethyst coins twice, and one thousand five hundred amethyst coins three times. OK, congratulations to the guests in Room 3 for obtaining these three Condensation Pills."

As the emcee finished speaking, the audience fell into a strange silence. The people in the audience basically looked at Ximen Boming, with unknown colors in their eyes.

"Hmph, have you found out the details of that person?" Ximen Boming asked the servant who had just come back from inquiring about the situation in a bad tone. His whole person exuded a huge anger, and it was like a moving volcano that almost erupted.

"Return... back to Your Highness the Crown Prince, no... no." The servant said tremblingly, his eyes full of panic. At this critical moment, he could lose his head at any time.

"What a waste! A waste!" Simen Boming was so angry that he kicked the servant directly in the abdomen, kicking the servant far away, and fell into a coma on the spot.

"Your Highness, please settle the account," at this time, the staff of the auction house walked in with a bottle of elixir and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Give money." Ximen Boming said to the servant who was holding the money, and the anger on his face had to be restrained a little. After all, the Dingtian Auction House is very powerful and he cannot offend it at present.

"Okay, then I'll step down first, looking forward to working with you next time." The staff member was slightly convinced, said politely, and then turned and left.

"Damn, let's go!" Simen Boming angrily kicked the chair he had just sat on, then turned around and left the auction house angrily.

Murong Lingxue and the others behind him followed Ximen Boming with their eyebrows down, and they complained in their hearts that all the money they carried was requisitioned by Ximen Boming, which was really not worth the loss.

The people present watched Ximen Boming walk out of the auction house for a long time before hilarious. The prince made a fool of himself today. Murong Ningyue made two moves. In the end, he only bought one pill for twice the price. He only bought three pills for half the price. He had to sigh that the prince had failed.

"Hey, idiots are idiots." Murong Ningyue shook her head and said helplessly, her face full of sarcastic expressions.

"Young Master." A man who looked like a manager came into the private room and respectfully handed Xuanyuan Fengyu a card with very exquisite workmanship, then turned around and retreated respectfully.

"Master Rong Yue, this is all the money you earned from the auction of the elixirs, and it has been deposited for you." Xuanyuan Fengyu smiled gently and handed the golden card in his hand to Murong Ningyue.

"Yeah, okay." Murong Ningyue took the gold card from Xuanyuan Fengyu, and then put it in her arms without even looking at it. She still believed in Xuanyuan Fengyu. After all, she was a long-term partner. "Just just call me Rong Yue, it's awkward to the master."
Chapter completed!