At that moment,
the final hammer had not yet fallen.
The female host, excited, walked off the stage and crouched beside Julion Johnsons, asking him appealingly, "Little Master Johnsons, do you want to own these three treasures?"
"..." The little boy, however, kept a cold expression and remained silent.
Unyielding, the host continued to coax him, "As long as your bid exceeds a hundred billion, there's still hope for these treasures to return to your hands."
"..." The boy still kept silent, but his cold expression had turned icy!
Beside him, Winny Johnsons pointed at the host's nose and shouted angrily, "You vixen! Are you crazy for money? Asking us to bid over a hundred billion! Then let that man on stage raise the price! The fiercer we fight, the happier you are, aren't you?"
"Ms. Johnsons, you can't say that, I just thought Little Master Johnsons really wants these three treasures, for his future wife," the host rationalized.
"Slap!"
