He had wanted to craft the Qingyu Profound Armor into a more imposing design, but with so little Qingyu Mithril, he could only make it in a style suited for a woman.
Just as he was about to finalize the sale, another melodious voice suddenly rang out.
"Thirty-seven million."
It was Zhou Qingwei. She gazed at the Qingyu Profound Armor with a faint smile as she spoke.
"It's Miss Zhou, Zhou Qingwei!"
A buzz of excitement instantly swept through the hall.
"Has Miss Zhou taken a fancy to the Qingyu Profound Armor as well?"
"I remember Miss Zhou Qingwei bought a fifth-grade Feathered Robe at the Imperial Capital's auction last year. The quality of that robe didn't seem any worse than this piece."
"Heh heh, you don't get it. What girl ever thinks she has too many clothes?"
A clash between two women was undoubtedly more exciting than anything else. With Zhou Qingwei's participation, the few young men who had been preparing to bid decided to back down.
