Imperial Treasure

Chapter 634 - 412: Competing for Treasures

Misty the Pearl! Many people, including figures as prestigious as the Old Master, finally showed interest. Sui Yi and his group could feel the restlessness from both above and below, as the vitality index had risen significantly.

In the compartment opposite, Yi leaned coldly against a pillar, arms wrapped around his shoulders. Despite his slender frame, he possessed a notably contoured figure. Mr. Fei took a cautious glance and sniffed his reddened nose, then spoke to Sherlock in an odd-sounding Mandarin, "This Misty the Pearl is specifically requested by the Master. However, it seems more people have turned up than I anticipated. The Old Master and the two siblings from the Cao Family are tough nuts to crack... of course, there are also those few on the opposite side."

Sherlock, naturally aware of this, simply smiled and said, "You don’t need to worry about that one opposite. She isn’t very interested in this item."

"How do you know that?"

"Just look at her expression. I think she’s perhaps more interested in our dear Yi, especially since Yi is rarely dressed so formally today~~Don’t say men, even women might.."

The mentioned Yi glanced over, his gaze icy. Sherlock immediately waved his hands in apology, "Alright, Yi, it was just a joke, relax, relax... However, I am more worried about those unknown bidders. You know, in this ancient country of five thousand years, there are many unexpected characters... Look, Misty the Pearl is coming up."

His remark was like telling us that the long-awaited feast had finally been served, beckoning everyone to take a look.

Indeed, many people shifted their gaze downward, focusing on the modest-sized cabinet that now appeared. An alluring presenter, whose presence had gone unnoticed, pressed a groove on the lid with her delicate jade fingers, and the bulletproof glass case opened like a mechanical box, revealing the Misty the Pearl wrapped in red silk. With optimal lighting effects, a holographic image of Misty the Pearl was projected on the screen on the eastern wall of the main stage, enlarged and manipulated by the presenter with the flicks of her hand.

Everyone in the room could clearly see Misty the Pearl on the screen.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is Misty the Pearl from the Warring States Period..." Sui Yi and Ye Zixu already knew the history, but it was embellished with more mythical colors. Logically, these highly educated people wouldn’t believe in such things, but in reality, those who are most superstitious are often the most educated—it’s more about the level of exposure and broadness in acceptance, just like the knack between Sui Yi and the Military Sabre, which would terrify the ordinary folks outside.

Similarly, if you say that Misty the Pearl is just an ordinary jade ornament, who knows? It’s better to err on the side of belief rather than disbelief, not to mention many antiques are significant in their symbolic meanings. Otherwise, why would an emperor of the Qing Dynasty’s chamber pot be auctionable?

In scientific and practical terms, it’s utterly worthless and unhygienic...

"Misty the Pearl is a rare gem, and many of you probably know better about its mystical properties and meanings, so I won’t bore you with further details. The starting bid is fifty million, begin!"

The starting bid of fifty million! Gong Jiu, among others, was taken aback—this starting price was twice as high as the highest initial offer of previous auctioned items!

The media in the room became restless, internally remarking about how these wealthy individuals really knew how to play, eagerly and excitedly aiming their cameras at them.

"Sixty million," someone spoke up immediately, it was Liu Qian.

The camera quickly focused on Liu Qian. Ah, and there was Lin Junyun beside him, a scoop!

"Sixty-five million," Wang Feng spoke up, but this time not on his own behalf, but for his family—his father had instructed him.

"Seventy million"

"Eighty million"

The pace of the bidding exceeded the imagination of socialites like Wang Feng. In less than three minutes, it soared to one hundred million, and just as it breached that mark...

"One hundred and fifty million," a slightly hoarse yet magnetic voice enchanted the crowd, and the camera panned over... the photographer paused, damn, the rich are also painfully handsome nowadays, a real blow to average Joes!

As a matter of fact, this was being broadcast live.

After all, charity events emphasize sincerity and authenticity. The more genuine it is, the more it attracts sponsors, earns better public feedback, and many advertisements can’t compare with a single day’s charity, so these wealthy individuals don’t mind the live broadcast. Moreover, the exhibition at Duke Zheng’s Mansion had been long anticipated and was already a hot topic in Capital City. Striking while the iron is hot, live broadcasting was inevitable.

So as these various TV stations’ photographers shifted their cameras and focused on that person, the first reaction of the staff at the TV station was—heartthrob!