C481 Harvest

Although Zhen Nanzi's price was high, the audience was in an uproar. Very quickly, a young man shouted: "Thirteen thousand!"

After this youth shouted, his eyes revealed a hint of pride as he calmly sat down.

"Fifteen hundred!" Not far away, the gaze of a young man shone, and an old man, who looked like a butler, yelled out with a sneer on his face.

The atmosphere in the audience was very warm