The Guardian's Sword

It was ten million!

Ten million dollars was not a small amount for any scion of a family.

The female auctioneer on stage was stunned at the moment. She could not
imagine that Sean was willing to bid ten million for this bronze fragment.

Did he really think that this seemingly ordinary antique fragment was worth more
than ten million?

Or was he just flexing at the rich young man in the upstairs private room?

If it was the latter, then the cost was too high!

"M-Mr. Fifty-six, offers... O-Offers ten million, is there anyone offering higher?"
The female auctioneer hurriedly asked, but her voice was trembling.

To be honest, although she was very excited when the Seven Star Sword was
auctioned for 20 million before, she was not as excited as she was now. After all,
the estimated transaction price ofthe Seven Star Sword was between six million
and eight million, although it finally sold for a sky-high price of 20 million, it was
only more than double, not even triple.

However, such an ordinary antique fragment, which might be bought for only ten
dollars in the antique market, was sold for ten million at this auction!

How many times was the difference?

A million times!

Even if the difference was described as the difference between heaven and
earth, it would not be enough!

Rapido, who was sitting on the sofa in the private room on the second floor, held
a glass of red wine in his hand and took a sip leisurely. However, when he heard
the price of ten million, he suddenly spewed out the red wine in his mouth.

Ten million?

Do you really think this antique fragment is a treasure?

Amazing!

I won't compete with you, I won't compete with a crazy person like you!

Rapido immediately gave up the idea of competing. After all, if he bid one more
thousand and Sean did not bid again, then this worthless piece of fragment of the
ancient bronze sword would fall into his hands, just like the woman who
competed with Lisha before.

Rapido was not a fool, how could he take such a big risk?

He could not bear to spend so much money just to vent his anger at someone
else. Therefore, the private room on the second floor fell silent, and there was no
sound anymore.

The female auctioneer on stage was already excited with a flushed face.

She asked quickly, "Is there anyone who can bid higher than Mr. Fifty-six's ten
million? No? Then, ten million for going once!"

"Ten million going twice!"

"Ten million, sold!"

"Sold!"

With a bang, the auction hammer fell heavily.

There were still about ten auction items left, but neither Sean nor Lisha was
interested, so they did not bid on any more items.

Time flew by unnoticed for an hour, and the auction finally ended.

Sean and Lisha waited together in the room specially prepared for VIPS by the
auction organizer, and soon a waitress in a black dress brought the small round
shield and the third fragment of the ancient bronze sword on a tray, bowing
respectfully as she handed them over.

Accompanying her was the auction organizer, Harvey Connor.

"Ms. Lisha, Commander Lennon, sorry to keep you waiting. There were quite a
few things to attend to, which took up a bit of my time..."

"No worries," Sean said calmly.

Then Sean picked up the third fragment of the ancient bronze sword from the
tray and carefully inspected it.

Of course, he could not scan the hidden information inside the ancient bronze
sword now, but he could judge whether this fragment belonged to the same
ancient bronze sword as the previous two by its appearance and the texture of
the sword.

After examining it and confirming it was correct, Sean's face showed a satisfied
smile.

Meanwhile, Lisha was like a little girl who had just received her favorite toy,
admiring the small round shield in her hands.