He could clearly feel that Wang Hao's breathing had become heavier, and his burning gaze was so intense, it was as if blood was about to gush from his nose.
"Alright, let the bidding begin. Who will have the pleasure of spending a beautiful night with Miss Zhuge Fengqing? The starting price is two hundred thousand Energy Stones!" The passionate voice of the beautiful matron filled the entire venue.
"Two hundred and ten thousand!"
"Two hundred and twenty thousand!"
...
After a brief silence, the venue once again erupted into frenzied noise.
Two hundred and ten thousand Energy Stones was an astronomical figure for ordinary people.
But for these wealthy and powerful men, two hundred thousand Energy Stones was nothing.
"Two hundred and fifty thousand!"
At that moment, Wang Yunchen, seated at the front, spoke indifferently, while a clear look of joy emerged on Wang Hao's face.
