The Fearsome Dragon Warrior

"So you found favor in it. What a coincidence, I find it quite pleasing too." Smiling, Willow raised her hand and announced while looking at the auctioneer, "Fifty million."

We're competing to see who's the richer one, huh? Sorry to disappoint you but our Draco Chamber of Commerce is extremely opulent. As long as the Boss desires, we can afford to buy hundreds or even thousands of ancient swords, let alone one.

Fifty million?! Once again, the crowd was in an uproar.

That's so much higher than the base price! The person who offered this ancient sword for this auction has suffered a great deal since all the proceeds will be used for charity.

Seated at Table No.12, Jerry squinted at Jacob and said, "Boss, Willow is annoyed."

Jacob sighed in resignation before wiping away the stain on Heidi's mouth.

Benny stared at Willow with a darkened face. "What do you mean, President Milgrim?"

"Nothing. I just find the sword pleasing." Willow wore a nonchalant expression.

After suppressing his anger for some time, Benny nodded with a smile and said, "Forget it. Since you fancy it, I shall let you have it."

Edwin waved his hand and mediated, "That's the way. All of us are here to contribute to the charity, so it doesn't matter who wins the auction."

Finally, with the stroke of the gavel, the antique sword belonged to Willow.

After wiping away the thin layer of sweat on his forehead, the auctioneer regained his composure and continued the auction.

However, after the exciting yet uncanny round just now, most of the guests were uninterested in the following auction items, which caused the atmosphere to be spiritless and boring.

Wearing an indescribable expression, a staff member from the chamber of commerce walked to Table No.12 with a wooden case in his hands.

"Boss, the sword is here." Jerry said while receiving the wooden case from the man.

"Open it." Jacob waved his hand and signaled for Jerry to open the case.

Jerry did as he was told and took out a rusty bronze sword from the case.

"Isn't this the sword we saw just now?" Jonah exclaimed when he saw the sword.

Meanwhile, two pairs of eyes were staring fervently at them.

Holding the sword in his right hand, Jacob ran his left fingers along the blade.