After Tyrael confirmed the authenticity of the snapdragon, the auction officially began.
“Next, we have this one hundred and fifty-year-old snapdragon herb up for bids. Its price will begin at five million. Please note that each extra bid must not be lower than a million. Now, you can start raising your paddles,” the auctioneer announced with a sweet smile before she moved to the side of the stage.
As soon as she finished, Callum raised his paddle and called out, “Ten million.”
Callum's bid left the crowd stunned. They couldn't believe that he doubled the starting price of this one hundred and fifty-year-old snapdragon at the first bid.
If the auction continued, there was a chance that the snapdragon's bidding price would soar to twenty or thirty million. Hence, Callum decided to place a high bid as it might deter the other bidders from placing their bids. Perhaps, I can obtain the snapdragon at ten million.
“Eleven million.” A middle-aged man raised his paddle.