"Mr. Smith, I would advise you not to touch this thing."
However, at this moment, Clay Freeman's words sounded like a bucket of cold water being poured on Ethan Smith's head.
Ethan Smith frowned and asked, "Why?"
Clay Freeman explained, "Once this kind of thing appears, there will be a scramble for it. If you don't have enough strength, even if you win the bid, it would just be a waste of money."
"Indeed. Possessing the treasure but inviting calamity," Alfred Freeman chimed in and nodded.
Ethan Smith kept silent. Although their words made sense, he still wanted to give it a try.
"Valepeak Buddha Flame, starting bid of three million magic coins," the auctioneer said with a smile.
"Three million, there's still hope!" Ethan Smith thought to himself.
Bids were quickly raised at the scene.
"I bid four million!"
"Five million!"
"Seven million!"
"Nine million!"
The price soared in just a few moments, reaching ten million.