"One hundred million!"
Just as Li Yan and Li Xiaoyu thought the item would end up in their hands, the auctioneer's excited voice exploded in the air.
One hundred million!
Li Xiaoyu looked down at the noisy crowd below, her tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and she sneered, "Go check who is in room number six."
Having the money to buy is one thing, but having the life to take it is another.
"...Yes."
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Li Xiaoyu stepped out of the private room, and at the other end, a woman who bore some resemblance to her approached slowly with her entourage.
Though they looked similar, their temperaments were entirely different.
The Second Miss of the Li Family seemed more like a delicate lady from a respectable family, exuding elegance and gentleness at every turn.
She held her hands in front of her, the arc of her steps almost consistent.
