Li Xing finally relaxed, exhaling heavily, and took a sip of champagne from the coffee table to moisten his throat, which had gone dry from tension.
After the auction hammer fell, the money in his account was transferred, and the teleportation array on the coffee table emitted a faint glow. Once the light faded, an exquisite jewelry box appeared, containing the glazed hand bracelet that Li Xing had just spent a fortune on.
"Tsk tsk tsk, a bracelet worth over ten million, I must take a look."
Cui Tianxiao unceremoniously picked up and opened the box, revealing a dirty and grimy bracelet covered in a thick layer of old oil. As if burned, Cui Tianxiao quickly withdrew his outreached hand.
"Ugh—"
Although he knew the bracelet had been sanitized, Cui Tianxiao still couldn't bring himself to touch it.
Perhaps it was psychological, but he found the aura of the bracelet strange; it wasn't exactly unpleasant, just unappealing.
