Looking at the ancient painting, Shu Han Romance, the bidding climbed to eight hundred million. Fang Xiaocao instinctively clenched her fists, quietly complaining in her heart, "Why are so many people interested in this painting that isn't by a famous artist? Do they all know its special nature?"
Fang Xiaocao genuinely didn't understand why this painting was so popular.
"Are these people so rich they can waste money like this?"
"Is everyone in the Jianghu so wealthy?"
Every time a bid was made, Fang Xiaocao couldn't help but internally complain.
"One billion! The latest bid for Shu Han Romance is now one billion! Is there a higher offer out there?"
On the screen, the auctioneer shouted passionately.
"One point one billion!"
Before the auctioneer finished speaking, the bid refreshed again. Fang Xiaocao glanced at the bidding room, which belonged to the Blacklist.
