A Lion Man Noble shouted, "I bid 600,000 Gold Coins."
Aetoa immediately pointed in his direction and said, "Good, guest number ten bids 600,000. Is there a higher bid?"
"700,000." The newly raised high bid was immediately submerged by another price.
Ye Yinzhu looked at the Purple Gold Card in his hand and then at Zi's, frowning slightly. "Zi, look at the expressions in these girls' eyes. They must have suffered a lot to become like this. With the bidding continuing like this, I'm afraid our money won't be enough."
Zi also furrowed his brows, looking at the elf beauties. His mind instantly filled with memories of An Qi's charming figure, her infatuation with him during her amnesia, and her desolate expression when she left. The excitement and anger previously in Zi's heart were completely replaced by a surge of tenderness. The phrase 'a tough guy with a tender heart' couldn't be more fitting for him. As he listened to the prices soar, Zi's fists slowly clenched.