Chapter 847
"Alright, young man, may I know your name? Since there are no other bids at the moment, this spiritual herb will be yours."
Standing on the stage, Sabrina's gaze toward Severin had a hint of difference. After all, this young man in front of her seemed to possess not only wealth but also a certain kind of boldness. Being spoken to like that by Mister Marshall, a figure like him, many people would choose to give way in order to save face for Mister Marshall.
However, Severin persisted until the end, raising the price to a point where even Mister Marshall had to give up.
Severin smiled faintly. "My name is Severin."
"Very well, if no one continues to bid, this spiritual herb belongs to Mister Severin!"
"Six billion, once!"
"Six billion, twice!"
"Six billion, thrice! Sold!"
As the auctioneer's hammer fell, a staff member approached carrying a tray and handed the spiritual herb to Severin. They also brought out a device and swiped the money from Severin's bank card.
"Young people

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