Chapter 859
As soon as Jasper finished speaking, people began to fight over the dagger. After all, it was a good and
sharp item from over a hundred years ago, which was very attractive for self-defense purposes. Soon
enough, the bidding price skyrocketed to over five hundred thousand dors. In the end, Jasper
managed to win it with a bid of one million dors.
However, many people thought that spending one million dors on just a dagger wasn''t worth it after
weighing the pros and cons. Jasper held onto the dagger and admired its cold gleam; he knew that
Lorrie would love it since she was so violent.
The handle of the knife even had a gemstone embedded in it that still shone brightly after so many
years; clearly not an ordinary stone. Under Sylvia''s teasing gaze, he smiled and put away his new
purchase while his handsome face turned slightly red.
Sylvia looked away from him towards where another item appeared on stage: RL 133 - just what she
had been looking for! Franklin nced at all those crazy bidders before saying in his maic voice
"See how they go wild?" Sylvia sneered at him with her beautiful face showing some mockery. "It''s just
medicine; not something that can make you immortal."
After several minutes of biddingpetition between various buyers including an excited thin man who
finally won with $800k bid price for RL 133 medicine bottle which he immediately drank down with
water beside him because he needed this medicine badly due to poor health condition.
Sylvia was surprised by how desperate he seemed, but didn''t say anything as they continued watching
more items being auctioned off such as ancient martial arts manuals or rare herbs or strange antiques
never heard before or limited edition jewelry and cars etc., each one more shocking thanst!
Despite everything being presented before them, Sylvia and Franklin remained seated quietly without
making any bids themselves. These things were nothingpared to what they already possessed!
And many of the wealthy people sitting in the front row did not make a move, as if they were waiting for
something...
Another hammer fell, and after an item was sold to a satisfied buyer, the auctioneer smiled and said,
"Next up for auction are two detox pills from Blood Medical Sect."
"These detox pills can cure nearly thirty types of poison, such as snake venom and ant venom..." The
auctioneer exined in detail.
Sylvia frowned. She had heard of Blood Medical Sect before. The head of the n was surnamed Fan,
and several generations of the Gentry family were medical geniuses. They never cooperated with
hospitals but instead operated independently in red-light district to treat those desperados.
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Therefore, Blood Medical Sect was neither good nor evil; they could not be considered upright
individuals but would not actively harm others either.
But Franklin thought differently. If it could cure more than thirty types of poison, could it also cure "Love
Parasite"?
He pursed his thin lips and furrowed his handsome eyebrows. His face showed no emotion
whatsoever. But when the auctioneer shouted "Bidding starts now!" he raised his sign.
Sylvia looked at him suspiciously. "Why are you bidding?"
Franklin''s gaze followed her clean little face. "You may need it."
"It can''t cure Love Parasite..." Sylvia said hesitantly.
"How do you know if you don''t try?" Franklin''s voice was low. "If it doesn''t work out then forget about it;
but what if it does?"
He didn''t want to miss this opportunity because as a detoxifying drug immediately attracted countless
eyes on them - many people stared at those two detox pills with burning eyes.
"Since everyone is so enthusiastic about this item," The auctioneer smiled again." Why don''t we split
them up for sale? This way two people can benefit from them! After all... I''m a very kind person!"
After splitting up for sale like that those people became even more intense in their bidding war!
The bidding started at $200, 000, but it quickly soared to $1 million, and then $2 million...
The crowd continued to shout out prices, driven by the constant danger that lurked in the red-light
district. In a ce where ambushes could happen at any moment, they were eager to secure their
purchases.
Sylvia sat quietly in her seat, her hands tightly sped together, as the escting prices reverberated
in her ears. In just ten minutes, the price of a single detox pill had skyrocketed to $3 million.
Meanwhile, the master and servant from the Blood Medical Sect wore satisfied smiles on their faces,
pleased with the bidding oue.
"Heh - what''s RL 133? Compared to our detoxification pills, it''s really not worth mentioning," Carmelo
sneered. "It''s just a small piece of garbage medicine."
Casey didn''t say anything, just shook her head lightly. "Don''t be too arrogant. RL 133 is also powerful.
Our Fan family is good at poison, but not at strengthening the body."
"Three million five hundred thousand." Just when the price was stuck at three million, a cold andzy
voice sounded in the front row.
As he listened to this sudden increase of fifty thousand in price, Franklin raised his head slightly and
looked with surprise at a man dressed all in ck wearing a ck mask on his face and short ck
hair but exuding an intimidating aura.
Sylvia frowned; even the owner of red-light district was interested in this detox pill?
The surroundings suddenly became much quieter as some people who had nned to bid again sat
down feeling somewhat unwilling.
Although they also had money, they were far inferiorpared to this man.
So they simply gave up bidding altogether.
Just when everyone thought that the detox pill would fall into the hands of the district chief, Franklin''s
calm voice suddenly rang out: "Four million."
"Are you crazy?" Sylvia pulled his sleeve. "I might be able to make that pill myself; why buy from him?"
"There is one readily avable here; trying it out is better than not trying it," Franklin didn''t care about
four million; he only cared if it could cure Sylvia''s Love Parasite within her body.
"Oh my god! Someone is challenging the district chief!"
"Why does he want it?"
"I don''t know!"
The people below were discussing among themselves while looking up above them where no one
dared challenge him anymore after seeing how ruthless he could be towards anyone who opposed him
or went against his wishes within red-light district itself!
But then again neither did anyone dare question why someone like Franklin would challenge him
either...
The auctioneer saw what was happening and immediately announced: "If no one bids higher than fifty
thousand for this detox pill then it will belong solely to our district chief."
Five hundred thousand versus four million...
Suddenly everyone looked sympathetically towards Franklin.
However, as they sympathized and envied with jealousy, having something was always better than
having nothing.
Casey immediately smiled and said, "Mayor, if you want it, just give my dad a call. Why spend so much
money on bidding?"
The masked man spoke lightly, "Your Blood Medical Sect has only produced three of these pills in the
past ten years. You sent two over already. Such a precious medicine is not something I can ask for."
Casey didn''t expect him to know so much about Blood Medical Sect. She felt a chill down her spine; he
was indeed the owner of the red-light district... too scary! He even knew their family secrets.
The auction continued fervently as several ancient paintings were quickly auctioned off followed by an
antique inkstone.
Sylvia examined the pill in her hand and said, "This pill has a fragrant aroma but I don''t know if it can
cure the Meican poison or not. We''ll have to wait until we get back."
Especially when it came near Franklin; it became particrly quiet whenever it stayed close to him.
This unremarkable little nt did not attract anyone''s attention except for those from Blood Medical
Sect who suddenly showed eager expressions on their faces.
"This herb is said to be able to detoxify only minor poisons like Abrus precatorius and isn''t considered
rare or valuable at all," exined the auctioneer before adding,"Starting price is 2000 dors." Content
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No one showed any interest in the grass except for Carmelo, who raised his sign saying "5000 dors."
At that moment, Sylvia also raised hers, stating "6000 dors."
"Frowned, Carmelo reported his bid price, "8000 dors."
Casey looked displeased towards Sylvia, never expecting someone topete with him for such an
ordinary herb. He felt annoyed and sneered slightly, gesturing for Carmelo to continue raising his bid
price.
However, they didn''t anticipate Sylvia''s determination. "20 thousand dors," she dered.
"50, 000 dors," the woman countered.
"100, 000 dors!"
In no time at all, a seemingly worthless piece of Healing Herb had been sold for several hundred
thousand dors.
Even the auctioneer was stunned by what he saw.