C2487 The Poor Guy Shouted for Bids!

"Starting at ten million!"

The moment Sai Diaochan's voice echoed through the room, bids began to fly.

"Eleven million!"

Before the echo of the first bid had even faded, another voice chimed in.

"Twenty million! The Wu family is claiming this Golden Armor!"

"Hey now, Wu Yu, don't throw your family's weight around. We're all here for a fair competition