Christopher's eyes widened in astonishment as he gazed at the elderly man in the front row, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, with youthful features and silver hair.
This old gentleman must be at least seventy, yet his complexion was rosy, his spirit vigorous, and his temples were pronounced—a testament to his cultivation prowess.
However, what truly amazed Christopher was the man's wealth. Spending fifty-five billion to purchase a Barrier-Breaking Pill—now that was flaunting wealth!
It seemed Christopher needed to find some time to refine more of these pills. With such wealth within reach, it would be like striking gold.
The glamorous auctioneer, her voice quivering with excitement, struck the gavel on the table, "Fifty-five billion, going once! Fifty-five billion, going twice! Fifty-five
