I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

On the other side of the VIP seating area.

Charl Marco, the Celestial Dragon, grew increasingly dark-skinned.

Participating in a treasure map auction was a great humiliation for him, and now he was wasting a lot of time on a hidden blade worth a few hundred thousand, which was wearing down his already limited patience.

Just as his patience was about to run out, he heard a number that he could not tolerate.

One million one thousand!

Chapter 173 A Heart Flutter

"Ten million."

The Celestial Dragon Charl Marco Saint raised his paddle, increasing the auction price tenfold with a resounding gesture.

The meeting immediately sparked a commotion and discussion.

"Humph."

Charmaco Saint snorted coldly, but he felt a little satisfied.

Integers are just comfortable.

Whether it's a million or tens of millions, it makes no difference to him.

Anyway, his money just fell from the sky.

"A bunch of lowly people, making a fuss over ten million."

Charmaco cursed under his breath, but a hint of pleasure appeared on his face.

However, the auctioneer on stage did not show any obvious surprise, but continued the auction with a smile.

"Ten million for the first time... the second time... sold!"

"Congratulations to VIP number 54 for successfully bidding on our first auction item, the hidden blade, for ten million."

This auctioneer was, after all, a senior auctioneer at Auction House No. 1 on Wanwu Island. He was used to the Celestial Dragons' bidding methods before; it was just basic stuff.

"Next is the second item up for auction... the famous sword Fubuki, one of the fifty finest swords."

"The starting price is one million, and each bid must be at least ten thousand Berries."

This time, what appeared on the stage was a long, gleaming sword.

"A fine and swift blade..."

Sig was a little disappointed at not winning the hidden blade, but his attention then turned to the longsword on the stage.

"One million and one thousand."

This time, he was the first to make a bid again.

"It's starting again?" Umit pondered for a moment, about to open his bidding, when he suddenly heard a voice.

"Ten million."

He frowned slightly.

Even for the Celestial Dragons, this auction method seems a bit strange.

Sig's expression wasn't good either.

He was a little upset after being ambushed twice in a row.

He tentatively glanced towards the room where the bid had been placed, but his view was intentionally or unintentionally blocked by the taller shipping magnate, Umit, next door.

"Is he a real tycoon? Or is Umit planning to buy back his own auction items?"

Sig recalled how Umit had deliberately shown him a bunch of treasures a couple of days ago, which fueled his suspicions.

"That's outrageous..."

Sig sighed inwardly and gave a signal to the bald man beside him.

The bald man immediately understood, and without making a sound, he quietly raised his wrist, took out a Den Den Mushi (a type of electric scooter), and whispered a few words.

A few seconds later, a voice rang out from the back of the auction hall.

"One thousand and one million."

The one making the bid was a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a gloomy demeanor and impeccable attire; he was none other than Cloth in disguise.

Including him, there were several other shills in the venue, who were originally planned to appear when the treasure map was auctioned.

This kind of operation is actually a basic practice in the auction house of Wanwu Island.

This was never a fair and square auction.

Before anyone could react, another urgent voice rang out from the VIP section.

"Fifty million!"

Looks like a real big spender...

Sieg's heart stirred slightly, and he did not continue to probe.

Although he was not happy at the moment, for him, the more of these big-time dog owners the better, so that the treasure map could be sold for a high price.

However... while Sieg didn't bid again, the others didn't stop.

The bidding process just now was witnessed by many people.

"With so much money, could he be one of those Celestial Dragons who just came in?"

"Was that guy with the gold-rimmed glasses, and those people in the VIP section, deliberately trying to inflate prices and make the Celestial Dragons pay too much?"

Many people chuckled inwardly.

Those drawn to the Island of All Things by the treasure map include not only the wealthy but also pirates with various motives.

These pirates have absolutely no liking for the Celestial Dragons, who consider themselves gods.

If you don't dare to openly confront them, you can at least vent your anger by making a bid like Sieg and Kro did earlier.

"The third item up for auction...starting price five million."

"Five million and one thousand," someone immediately tentatively asked.

"Ten million!"

"...Ten million five hundred thousand?"

"Ugh, so annoying! One hundred million!"

"........."

After this process was repeated several times, the auction proceeded exceptionally smoothly, and several items ended up in Charles Marco's pocket.

The people at the auction also realized something was wrong. Someone ran up to Umit, the shipping magnate, and asked what to do.

You're saying someone deliberately inflated the price?

Umit glanced at the list of auction items that had already been bought by the Celestial Dragons, a hint of fervor flashing in his eyes.

Among the auction items bought by the Celestial Dragons, quite a few were goods he brought with him!

In just a few minutes, he had already made a fortune, an amount he couldn't ignore...

"Deliberately driving up the price? Don't talk nonsense, this is a perfectly normal auction. Everyone, sit down and go back!"

..........

So, this perfectly normal auction was held several more times.

Even the Celestial Dragon Charmaco Saint finally realized that something was wrong.

Every time he bid, he felt as if the entire auction house was against him, with numbers pouring in from all directions that he found intolerable.

“These lowly people…”

Suddenly!

The Celestial Dragon Charmaco Saint stood up, his eyes almost spitting fire!

"You lowly commoners, at least bid in whole numbers!"

Who shouted that just now?

Charmaco Saint roared, looking furiously toward the cubicles from which the sound was coming from.

Then... he met a familiar face.

That face had been deeply imprinted in Saint Charmaco's mind ever since that night in the Kingdom of Goa.

He froze.

This unwavering gaze naturally caught Sieg's attention, and he looked up at him.

Two gazes met in the air.

Both of them were instantly smitten.

"Why is Sig here?!"

"Isn't that the Celestial Dragon?!"

Sieg was startled. The moment their eyes met, he saw Charmaco Saint's face turn a deep liver color, and his anger seemed to overflow from the fat on his face.

Then he saw Charmaco Saint reach one hand to his waist, the butt of his gun already faintly visible!

"A Celestial Dragon? It seems to be the same person?"

Sig's heart sank heavily.

When you mention the Celestial Dragons, you think of a Marine Admiral...

wrong!

Becoming a naval admiral is a matter for the future.

Sig's gaze fell on one side of the Celestial Dragons' cubicle.

There, a fit man in a black suit stood quietly.

Bang bang bang bang....