"The starting bid is one billion five hundred million, let's begin."
As soon as the host finished speaking, there were hisses all around, and all eyes were on a sword.
"Isn't this just a rusty, heavily corroded iron sword? How could it possibly be Gan Jiang and Mo Ye?"
"Yeah, it's just a piece of junk!"
"Are you trying to scam people, Zijing Auction House? And you want one billion five hundred million for this?"
Many voices of doubt arose, even those martial artists who prided themselves on their discernment chimed in with questions.
However, inside a private room.
"Lord Sangtian, this should really be the true Gan Jiang and Mo Ye," a Japanese samurai said respectfully.
Sangtian squeezed the female samurai in his arms, sneering, "Buy it. I want Huaxia's national treasure displayed in our Japanese museum."
"Let those Huaxia people know how powerful our Great Sun Empire is."
"Yes." The samurai beside him nodded heavily, a playful smile appearing on his face.
