120: Chapter 120 Zhao Feiyu Makes a Move

The price continued to climb.

Zhao Feiyu remained unmoved.

Li Qingluo couldn't figure out what was going on.

Zhao Feiyu immediately focused his mind.

The next moment, a surge of power gathered in his eyes.

A flash of golden light flickered in his eyes and vanished.

Zhao Feiyu's vision suddenly underwent a transformation.

Under the influence of the Golden Pupils, the mingtang jade buddha head appeared before Zhao Feiyu's eyes as if it were transparent.

"This..."

Ten seconds passed quickly.

Zhao Feiyu immediately closed his eyes.

Two tears unconsciously slid from the corners of his eyes.

Zhao Feiyu quickly and inconspicuously wiped them away.

Then, he slowly opened his eyes.

This time, using the Golden Pupils did not result in blindness.

The stinging pain in his brain was still there, but it wasn't as intense as before.

"It seems that as I use the Golden Pupils, the duration will get longer and longer!"

Zhao Feiyu immediately analyzed the side effects of the Golden Pupils.

But what he had just seen...

...left Zhao Feiyu secretly astonished.

Because, under the effect of the Golden Pupils,

there was a massive secret hidden within this mingtang jade buddha head.

"Eighty billion!"

Just then, the old man nearby, suppressing his anger, raised his paddle with a gloomy expression.

Clearly, this price was nearing his limit.

"Eighty-one billion!"

The bidder arranged by Young Master Yu continued to call out prices.

At this moment,

only these two people were left bidding at the scene.

Inside the private booth,

Young Master Yu looked at Zhao Feiyu below with an anxious expression.

"Has this guy noticed something?"

"Li Desheng, get your ass in here!"

Li Desheng pushed the door open in a panic and came before Young Master Yu, trembling with fear.

"Young Master!"

"Is this fake Buddha head you made too fake? Why hasn't Zhao Feiyu bid yet? Has he seen through something?"

"And what the hell is up with that old guy? Why is he bidding when Zhao Feiyu stopped?"

"Young Master, based on my fifty years of experience in antiques, this jade buddha head is an absolute high-quality imitation. Ordinary people can't tell at all!"

Li Desheng said confidently.

"Zhao Feiyu clearly doesn't understand antiques. The one who knows antiques is that little girl next to him, but how old is she? Even if she's an expert, it's impossible for her to see through it!"

"Young Master!"

Just then,

the Old Butler suddenly spoke up.

"Even though Zhao Feiyu hasn't bid, someone else is determined to have it. In that case, we're still guaranteed a profit!"

"I want Zhao Feiyu to be screwed! What do other people have to do with me?"

Young Master Yu said angrily.

"Even if I make a hundred billion from someone else, it wouldn't feel as good as making fifty billion from Zhao Feiyu!"

"One hundred billion!"

And just at that moment,

Zhao Feiyu finally began to bid.

"He bid! He bid! He bid!"

Li Desheng shouted excitedly, pointing at Zhao Feiyu below.

"Zhao Feiyu bid! He offered one hundred billion!"

Seeing this, Young Master Yu stood up abruptly, an excited smile appearing on his face.

"Haha! Zhao Feiyu, are you finally willing to make a move? This time, I'm going to make you feel worse than if you'd eaten shit!"

...

Seeing Zhao Feiyu suddenly make a move,

the Old Man in Tang Suit snapped his head around.

His eyes were as cold as a venomous snake's, sending shivers down one's spine.

Zhao Feiyu turned his head in surprise.

He immediately met the old man's gaze.

This time,

Zhao Feiyu clearly felt that the reason he was so sensitive to the old man's gaze

was because of his Golden Pupils.

At this moment, Zhao Feiyu felt his eyes slowly heating up, generating a surge of energy.

This energy could clearly capture every minute detail in his surroundings.

The old man's gaze was one such detail.

Zhao Feiyu could describe this phenomenon using gaming terminology.

Directly using the Golden Pupils to gain X-ray vision could be considered an active skill.

And the ability he just experienced—uncontrollably and keenly perceiving everything around him—could be called a passive skill.

But there was another reason: the old man's gaze was far too sharp.

Even an ordinary person would feel like they were being pricked by needles if stared at like that.

"Kid! One hundred billion? Can you actually afford it? Don't try to look big when you're just a fat fraud!"

The Old Man in Tang Suit said with a heavily threatening tone.

Zhao Feiyu clearly felt the hostility coming from the other party and said without backing down, "Don't worry, old-timer. Fortune favors the bold. I won't choke on it. On the other hand, you should be careful not to throw away your funeral funds; it's not worth it!"

"Hahaha! Truly, the new generation surpasses the old. Are young people nowadays so arrogant?"

The Old Man in Tang Suit chuckled, then raised his auction paddle high and shouted,

"One hundred and twenty billion!"

After speaking, he looked at Zhao Feiyu boastfully.

As soon as his voice fell,

the other person also raised their paddle.

"One hundred and thirty billion!"

This person was indeed the bidder arranged by Young Master Yu.

The goal was to drive the price as high as possible.

"One hundred and fifty billion!"

Zhao Feiyu remained unmoved and continued to raise the price.

"One hundred and eighty billion!"

The old man continued to raise the price.

"One hundred and ninety billion!"

The other person continued to raise the price.

...

And so it went back and forth.

The bidding price was directly pushed up to around two hundred and fifty billion.

"Haha!"

Seeing this, Young Master Yu was so excited he started dancing for joy.

The Old Butler, looking worried, advised from the side, "Young Master, I think the timing is about right. Why don't we have our man withdraw?"

"No! Since they want to play, we'll play along with them!"

Young Master Yu was fearless and directly ordered his man to keep bidding.

But when the price broke past three hundred billion,

the Old Man in Tang Suit chose to give up with a dark expression.

Seeing the old man give up, Young Master Yu's man suddenly panicked.

If Zhao Feiyu also gave up, the item would be stuck in his own hands.

At that thought, the man couldn't help but look toward the upstairs booth.

"Five hundred and ten billion!"

Seeing that no one responded,

this person cautiously added ten billion.

"Five hundred and fifty billion!"

Zhao Feiyu continued to raise the price.

The next moment,

this person had completely lost his nerve.

Five hundred billion!

What kind of concept was that?

If this matter ended up failing in his hands,

he would have no way to explain it to Young Master Yu.

If he were held accountable, his entire family and his whole company wouldn't be enough to pay for the loss.

Thinking of this, the man directly gave up bidding.

"Five hundred and fifty billion going once!"

"Five hundred and fifty billion going twice!"

"Five hundred and fifty billion going thrice!"

"Sold!"

As the auctioneer's gavel fell,

the grand finale of tonight's auction came to a complete end.

In the booth, Young Master Yu angrily threw the ashtray from the table at the floor-to-ceiling window.

Crash!

The window shattered completely.

The eyes of everyone at the scene immediately turned to look upstairs.

They saw Young Master Yu standing by the window with a dark expression, looking down at the entire hall.

"Why did you stop bidding? Why did you stop?"

Young Master Yu roared in front of everyone.

"If you had kept bidding, that guy Zhao Feiyu would have followed! Why did you stop?"

As soon as these words came out,

the entire hall went into an uproar.

No one had expected

that the other bidder was actually arranged by Young Master Yu.

But even so,

everyone was furious but dared not speak out.

Although the industry rules had been broken,

due to Young Master Yu's status, no one dared to stand up and speak for Zhao Feiyu.

"Young Master, five hundred and fifty billion! This has already far exceeded our expectations!"

The Old Butler saw that things were going south

and pulled him back.

"Zhao Feiyu has already been screwed over big time; we've made a fortune. Let's leave it at that, or we'll be the ones suffering in the end!"

"Damn it! Consider Zhao Feiyu lucky!"

Even though Young Master Yu said that, the expression on his face revealed an uncontrollable, hidden joy.

"Let's go! Let's go down and see. I want to make Zhao Feiyu feel worse than if he'd eaten shit! Haha..."