The Fearsome Dragon Warrior

The bright light shone onto the ancient sword as if it had traveled through time and space to appear before them that day.

It seemed to vibrate with ancient energy, as if waiting for a worthy wielder to uncover its potential. To sword enthusiasts, it was a remarkable sword.

Slam!

The auctioneer slammed the gavel down. "Bronze sword from the ancient kingdom of Lan Na. The starting price is hundred and twenty thousand. Do I have a hundred and twenty?"

"One million." Jacob called out nonchalantly. He had taken the paddle from Jerry.

The auctioneer was stunned into silence. He regained his composure and gestured excitedly at him, "One million from the gentleman on table twelve. I have to admit that that is a brave man indeed!"

The faint buzzing sound of discussion filled the hall.

At table two, Yuna's brown eyes widened. "Two million!"

"Are you crazy?" Charlie glared at his wife? "What do we do with a sword? Are you going to give it to our son?"

On table two, Benny's eyes darkened with disapproval. He shook his head. Whereas Willow watched with eyes that shone bright.

On table twelve, Heidi stood up on her chair to grab the plate of fruit at the center of the table with her little hands.

Jacob was eager to help his daughter. He picked out a red cherry tomato and placed it on her palm.

"I don't want this one!" She scrunched up her face in disgust.

"This is delicious. Come. Try it." He urged her gently.

During this pause, the auctioneer was about to slam the gavel down to signal the end of the bidding.

The auctioneer was experienced enough to see that the only reason Mrs. Fest on table two was bidding was because she had beef with someone there. It was best for all parties if the auctioneer ended the bidding for this sword as soon as possible.

Unfortunately for her, others did not feel the same way.

"2.1 million."

A deep male voice called out from table twenty one.

And who was this?!

Yuna turned. Her face white with anger and her eyes burning.

On table twelve, Jacob was busy smiling at his daughter as he watched her chomp away at the sweet and sour cherry tomatoes. He frowned and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

The man who bid was a handsome young man with impeccable posture. A middle aged man sat on his left. His eyes seemed to sparkle with life. He lifted an eyebrow.

Jerry was also staring at them. He stared for a while before turning away and said quietly to Jacob, "Boss, there's something strange about those two men."