Fang Chixia caught a glimpse of the situation on the periphery of her vision and her eyes swerved to the side in astonishment.
A few meters away from her, a tall figure, accompanied by a few bodyguards, approached in her direction, with an exquisitely carved handsome face and a natural aristocratic air. Now that he was on the scene, everyone around him seemed to have become a foil.
Fang Chixia was a little surprised that they would meet in such a place. She stared at him for a while, but before she could withdraw her gaze, the man’s sight suddenly shot towards her.
Fei Si Nuo locked eyes with her from a few meters away and flicked his eyebrows at her.
Fang Chixia nodded to him in greeting, averted her eyes, and focused her attention back on the auction.
There was a lot of stuff up for auction tonight, jewelry, ornaments, even ancient swords.
Either way, they were something very dated, but the value lied in the age of the items themselves.
The finale was an English Victorian vase, a court item and a very collectible piece.
Luo Yibei had originally rushed here for a vase and wasn’t interested in other things. So, he just watched impassively as the auction continued, without bidding for one.
Just as he was about to bid when the vase for the finale finally came up next, someone had already scrambled and lit up their bid.
“500 million! A half-billion bid, is there anyone who’ll bid higher than that?” On stage, the voice of the presiding emcee shouted tinged with a bit of excitement.
Without any starting price, someone drove the price to a peak of $500 million straight up, a price that amounts to exterminating the rest of the bidders.
Dead silence settled around with not a semblance of movement.
Luo Yibei’s gaze faintly moved sideways and fixed his gaze to the person who called out the bid. Recognizing Fei Si Nuo’s face, his brow furrowed.
Why was he here?
After taking a deep breath, he raised the one billion sign in his hand.
When the sign was lit up, the audience were blown away and all was silent.
A billion dollars for a vase, was it worth it?
“Is this important?” Fang Chixia didn’t know what he wanted this vase for, and when she looked at the billion, her heart cackled and tightened. Her hand couldn’t help but tug at him.
Luo Yibei brushed her off and just focused his attention on the bidding.
“A billion, is there a higher price than a billion?” The emcee on stage was even more perked up, his voice carrying a sharp, choking streak.
The corners of Fei Si Nuo’s lips arced faintly and he raised his card again, “1.5 billion!”
Fang Chixia’s gaze darted sideways rigidly. She couldn’t believe that someone actually bid higher.
1.5 billion for a vase, crazy!
Luo Yibei narrowed his eyes slightly and looked ahead without moving, raising the sign again, “20.”
The room erupted once again.
The two men barked, like a tug-of-war, with no one backing down, and the scene was set ablaze wave after wave.
Seeing that the price was about to rush towards 30 billion, Fang Chixia suddenly stood up.
Her eyes first swept over the faces of the audience, and she finally turned to Fei Si Nuo, “At this rate, maybe this auction won’t even stop tonight. How about we decide another way who the item ends up going to?”
Fei Si Nuo raised a brow in a good mood, looking as if he didn’t care.
“What is Young Master Fei good at?” Luo Yibei stood up and picked up Fang Chixia’s proposition.
“How about a car race?” Fei Si Nuo trailed off.
Luo Yibei was surely taken aback, not expecting his suggestion. Still, he didn’t back down, “Deal!”