At this moment, the woman sitting on the other side of Chen Lan placed a bid, starting at five hundred thousand high-grade Spirit Stones, showing off her wealth.
Chen Lan glanced at her; the woman was wearing a veil, making it impossible to see her face. This veil seemed to be the same as Miss Taohua's, capable of concealing one's appearance and blocking Divine Sense.
But the subsequent bids kept soaring: one million, one and a half million, two million. In just ten breaths, it reached seven million high-grade Spirit Stones, and Xiao Qin on stage couldn't stop smiling.
Finally, the price settled at ten million high-grade Spirit Stones, and the crowd's bidding slowed down considerably.
"Ten million high-grade Spirit Stones, does anyone want to bid more?" Xiao Qin surveyed the crowd with a smile.
Just as she was about to lift the hammer, Chen Lan raised his right hand and spoke calmly: "Twelve million Spirit Stones."
