Chapter 951: The Legend of the Twin Lotus
Yet, for some unknown reason—perhaps due to the rush—the originally intended input of 2,510 had somehow become 2,501. The digits 1 and 0 had malfunctioned, or maybe he had pressed them out of order, or maybe he'd touched both at the same time. Either way, the result was the same: since the minimum increment was ten coins, a one-coin increment would not register.
"Two thousand five hundred, third call. Sold!"
Bang!
The gavel came down.
Inside VIP Room Ten, the Ice Dragon was dumbfounded. What... the fuck... just happened?
Xu An'yu turned to him with a puzzled look. "Huh? Didn't you bid again?"
"I... I think I pressed the wrong button..." the Ice Dragon muttered, looking as if he had swallowed a fly.
He was shivering.
He had just steeled his resolve, ready to match the bid at twenty-five hundred amethystine coins even while knowing it was too steep. But who could have predicted that a dignified Great Demon King of the dragon race would press the wrong button during a bid? No one would believe it even if he personally told them; it was too ridiculous.