Start of Auction

A cold smile rose on Bai Zheng's face. It was obvious who it was for. It was just that Bai Di was only sixteen years old, and had made her ten years younger.

"One thousand taels!" A well-maintained lady on the second floor raised her number plate.

Seeing the intense auction from the very beginning, Bai Zheng could not help but sigh. There were really a lot of rich people at the Great Zhou, she hoped that she could be one of them in the future.

"What happened to Miss Bai?"

Seeing her sigh, Feng Jingyi asked with concern.

"I just suddenly thought of the people who had been displaced in the disaster area of South Town. I feel sad for them." Bai Zheng replied with a sigh.

Feng Jingyi's eyes flashed, and after a long while, he said: "Miss Bai is kind."

While she was speaking, Auctioneer raised the gavel in her hand and shouted: "3000 taels going twice, 3000 taels going thrice, deal!"