Seventy-seven million?!
"Damn it," the elder couldn't help but wonder if his ears had deceived him. Was this simple-looking fellow, whose clothes didn't look like they were worth more than two hundred yuan, really sitting on a balance of over seventy-seven million? To think that even he himself didn't have that much money!
He had previously scorned the man as poor, but now it was painfully obvious who was the poorer one between them.
That elder was astonished, and the rest of the auction house was just as shocked.
The female emcee made it clear that the funds were deducted from Ding Fan's earnings from the sale of his auction items. After subtracting the fee paid to the auction house, it meant that Ding Fan's sold item must have been worth at least a hundred million.
So far, the only item in the auction that had fetched a sum of that magnitude was the previously sold Foundation Building Pill.