Lin Feng cracked one eye open as his phone vibrated non-stop on the nightstand. He grabbed it lazily, squinting at the blinding screen.
Heavenly Circle Chat: New ssages (99 )
Great. More rich kids showing off. He scrolled through the ssages, already knowing what to expect.
Luo Zixuan:"Honestly, if you don’t have at least 50 million, just stay ho and watch the livestream."
Rich Kid #2:"Right? So people are gonna embarrass themselves so bad tonight."
Random mber:"Hope no newbies co thinking they can compete."
Lin Feng smirked. Sa predictable nonsense.
[System Alert: Detected high-level arrogance. Suggested action: Imdiate face-slapping.]
He tossed his phone back onto the bed. They’d see soon enough.
The place was a monunt to wealth—marble pillars, crystal chandeliers, and a red carpet lined with luxury cars. Attendees stepped out of Bentleys and Rolls-Royces, draped in designer brands, each arrival more exaggerated than the last.
Lin Feng? Black suit, clean-cut, zero unnecessary flash. He didn’t need to peacock. The real flex was spending power.
He barely made it inside before a familiar voice called out.
"Didn’t expect to see you here."
Turning, he found Shen Xinya, looking effortlessly elegant in a dark erald gown, her expression sowhere between amused and curious.
Lin Feng grinned. "You make it sound like I don’t belong."
She scoffed. "I’m just wondering if you’re here to watch or actually compete."
He chuckled, slipping his hands into his pockets. "Guess you’ll find out."
The auction started off with the usual rich-people collectibles—rare paintings, aged wine, antique furniture. Lin Feng tuned most of it out.
Then the auctioneer’s voice took on a different tone.
Auctioneer:"Now, the real highlight of the evening... Starting bid: 100 million."
The entire hall tensed. This was what they’d all been waiting for.
Silence.
Then—chaos.
120 million. 150 million. 180 million. The numbers flew faster than most people made in a lifeti.
Lin Feng leaned back, watching them fight.
[System Alert: High-stakes purchase detected. Exclusive reward potential: High.]
His fingers drumd lightly against the armrest.
Interesting.
Without hesitation, he raised his paddle.
Ti to make so noise.
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