95 The Sarira Is Fake

Gu Man was a little surprised. “Of course? Then why does the security of this auction look so bad?”

“That’s just on the surface. Besides, so far, no one dares to really provoke the forces behind this auction, but some buyers can’t avoid it.”

Gu Man nodded.

During the conversation between Gu Man and Xiang Yin, the bid for the sarira had already soared to 80 million yuan.

Bai Yun said in a low voice, “Will you vomit blood from anger if you buy a fake thing for 80 million?”

Xiang Yin smiled and said, “How is that possible? 80 million is just a drop in the ocean in their eyes. Even if they know that it’s fake, they’ll at most say that the appraiser is trash.”

Bai Yun seemed to have suddenly thought of something and asked, “Should we remind the Cui Family? After all, we’ve met before.”

“We don’t know who will win yet.” Xiang Yin didn’t answer directly.

He was actually considering if he should remind them. After all, this reminder would cost them something.

The price at the auction was still rising. Bai Yun couldn’t help but mutter, “Can this sarira let you live forever?”

“Hmph, if it really makes people immortal, those people will probably go bankrupt or even risk their lives to get it. How can they still bid so elegantly?” Gu Man recalled that in her previous life, many people in high positions pursued immortality with no regard for their lives. She couldn’t help but snort coldly.

“If they really believe in immortality, then these people are stupid.” Xiang Yin snorted.

As soon as Xiang Yin finished speaking, the old man suddenly drawled, “100 million, once!”

There were sighs in the crowd. Some people even raised their voices unconsciously.

“They’re buying a little pigeon egg with 100 million?”

“Isn’t he too rich? He directly spent 100 million. Who would still compete with him?”

As expected, no one raised the price. The old man shouted again, “100 million, twice!”

The entire place was silent.

A gong sounded again, followed by a shout, “100 million, deal.”

Xiang Yin sighed and said, “This rich fool is actually Cui Lao.”

Bai Yun looked at Xiang Yin. “Then…”

“Even if we have to hint, we have to do it in secret. Otherwise, we’ll offend the forces behind the auction.” Xiang Yin knew what Bai Yun was asking. “Besides, Cui Lao might not believe us. He might even think that we’re the other party that he’s bidding against.”

“In that case, we really have no way to remind him?”

“Let me do it. I don’t look familiar. No one will believe that I can tell if this sarira is real or fake. Besides, Old Master Cui won’t think that I’m his opponent,” Gu Man said.

Xiang Yin and Bai Yun looked at each other. This was indeed the best solution.

Xiang Yin nodded and said to Gu Man, “Be careful. Don’t be too deliberate.”

“Mm.” Gu Man nodded.

Seeing that Cui Lao was about to get up and leave, Gu Man got up and walked down the corridor. When Cui Lao came over, he saw Gu Man alone in the crowd. He quickly quickened his pace. “Gu Man?”

Seeing Gu Man look over, Cui Lao raised his voice. “Is it really you?”

Gu Man nodded. “Old Master Cui.”

“What are you doing here alone? Do you know where this is?” Old Master Cui looked anxious.

“I heard that there’s an auction at the ghost market today. I came with a friend to take a look,” Gu Man replied.

“Nonsense. Is this a place to play? Why would a little girl like you watch an auction?” Old Master Cui’s tone was as if he was lecturing a disobedient junior.

When Gu Man heard this, she could not understand. Wasn’t Old Master Cui a little too concerned? They had only met once, they were not that close, right?

“Where’s your friend?” Cui Lao asked again.

“They’re behind me. They’re coming,” Gu Man replied. For some reason, she was not impatient with Old Master Cui’s questioning.

“Where are they? I’ll wait here for them with you.” Old Master Cui was worried about leaving Gu Man alone.

Gu Man took a step closer and said in a low voice, “Old Master, that sarira is fake.”