Life After Prison by Silencieux
Chapter 1372

Megan frowned, looked at Severin, and said, "He's raised the bid by a lot, Brother-in-Law. Shall we increase the price?"

Megan did not know the exact value of the spiritual herb, and she was afraid that she might be on the losing end if she made indiscriminate bids.

Severin smiled and said, "Relax. When it comes to spiritual herbs, we can increase the price until our opponent caves in and stops the bidding war. This third-grade low-rank spiritual herb is not very useful for him because he can't turn it into a pill. He can only offer a price that is commensurate with the price of the herb. It's different for me because I can refine the herb with more than a ninety-percent success rate. I'm sure you understand how much the value of that herb would rise after I make a pill out of it. Don't worry. We have nothing to be afraid of!"

"Okay then! I'll keep going." Megan's eyes lit up instantly and she was buzzing with excitement.

She yelled at Jeremy, "You think you're rich, don't you, fatso? Well, you won't be able to beat us in this game! Hmph! You've raised the bid to six million, right? Then I'll raise it to six million and one hundred thousand! How do you like that? I've bid one hundred thousand more now!" She even made a face at him after her bid.

Jeremy was so infuriated that he immediately said, "Now this is Interesting. Are you sure you want to enter a bidding war with me? We'll see how much money you have."

Then, he shouted, "Seven million! I'm raising the bid to seven million dollars!"

No one in the audience dared to join the bidding war involving VIP Room One and VIP Room Two. Anyone else would probably end up losing to either of them anyway, so there was no point in that exertion. Furthermore, the bid had reached a relatively high number of seven million high-grade spiritual stones.

"Seven million and one hundred thousand dollars!" Although Megan knew that she could bid higher than Jeremy, she did not dare to raise it by much and continued to increase her bid by another a hundred thousand spiritual stones.

"To hell with you. I'm bidding eight million dollars!" Jeremy shouted ruthlessly again.

The purple-clad girl who was standing on the balcony of VIP Room Three had a faint smile. "This is getting interesting. No one else is joining this bidding war except for VIP Room One and VIP Room Two." The old man beside her chuckled. "Those who are inside the VIP Rooms are all possible competitors. We'll be in prime position if their stock of spiritual stones runs out quicker."

The girl in the purple dress smiled and said, "It doesn't have to be like that though. There aren't a lot of people who would want to get what we came here for. After all, I don't think anyone would have any use for a triple-chamber cauldron."

The old man laughed. "As unlikely as it is that there would be people who seek the same thing as we do, we need to make sure that everything falls perfectly into plan. After all, those in the VIP Rooms would certainly have a big supply of spiritual stones. We, on the other hand, did not bring that much when we came."

At that moment, Megan raised her bid again. "Eight million and one hundred thousand! Hehe!"

She then took a sip of the red wine in her hand and had a confident smile on her face.

"You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?" Jeremy was red with anger. He gritted his teeth and said, "Nine million!"

"I can do whatever I want. We have plenty of spiritual stones, so I can bid any number as long as it's higher than yours!" Megan shrugged indifferently.

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