Thinking of the Italian nobility upstairs, even the Korean royal family avoids their edge. Young Master Mu lifted his right hand slightly and said coldly, "A gentleman does not take what others love."
What he ant by giving them a high hand was rely a euphemism.
He knew that if he continued to bid, the other party would definitely deadlock with him until the end.
The auctioneer standing on the stage breathed a sigh of relief and nodded at Young Master Mu with a smile.
He stood on the stage, beckoning to soone who had gone down earlier to take the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill away.
Imdiately after, a new auction item was brought up.
Upstairs.
In the largest VIP room overseeing the auction venue sat the Italian noble ntioned by the auctioneer.
Inside the VIP room, with a vast floor-to-ceiling window, one could see everything happening at the auction site.
But those outside could not see the slightest detail within.
Around the room stood more than a dozen n with different hair and eyes colors, pronounced facial features, and an aura of bloodthirsty nace.
These n kept vigilant eyes, occasionally glancing at an elderly lady sitting on the sofa.
At a glance, the elderly lady was obviously not Italian but Chinese.
Her head was full of white hair, but her face was well-maintained, with not many wrinkles, vibrant and alive, a pair of shrewd eyes occasionally scanning the venue below at will.
A young woman, dressed sharply, erged from the room’s partition, carrying a cup of coffee towards the elderly lady.
"Madam Darwin, your coffee."
Short and stout, with blonde hair and blue eyes, she had a respectful and rigorous deanor towards the elderly lady.
Madam Darwin, nad An Feng, was sixty-eight years old yet appeared like she was in her early fifties.
She took the coffee passed over by her personal servant, her voice cold yet friendly, "Thank you, dear Kasi."
The short, stout servant curled her lips, still respectful, "Madam, you are too kind."
An Feng gently sipped the coffee in her hand, a taste she favored.
Over the years, she particularly enjoyed Kasi’s craftsmanship.
Downstairs, a new auction item was being bid on, which she lost interest in.
Casually, she asked, "How long until Night Paradise will be auctioned?"
"At this pace, it will take at least another hour, Madam."
"Oh my, that’s quite so ti. Jacob has really given us a hassle this ti."
Thinking of that person, An Feng’s tone was full of disgust.
Night Paradise was Jacob’s property, in which he invested nearly twenty million, now being auctioned for a low price of fifteen million.
Not wanting to lose Night Paradise, he sought his friend An Feng to purchase it for him, hoping to rely on the Darwin Family’s influence to keep Night Paradise in operation.
Kasi calmly replied, "Yes, Madam, we shouldn’t have taken on this trouble."
An Feng nodded in strong agreent, taking another sip of coffee.
Her expression showed enjoynt as she turned back towards her servant Kasi in admiration, "Dear, your craftsmanship is getting better and better, I will never grow tired of it for the rest of my life."
Kasi showed a delighted smile, bending slightly towards her, "Your liking it is my honor, Madam."
After a few more minutes, another new auction item appeared on the display platform below, with competitors repeatedly raising their signs.
An Feng withdrew her gaze, holding the coffee while standing up very elegantly.
She was wearing an exquisite gown, which showed few wrinkles even as she stood, clearly demonstrating her decent etiquette ingrained in her bones.
She looked at Kasi, "Dear, I’m tired and want to rest for a while, can I leave this to you?"
"Of course, Madam, everything in the lounge is ready."
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