Xu An was stunned when she saw the third person. The woman looked incredibly familiar.
"Do you remember that girl wearing Lolita? She looks so familiar?" Xu An asked Zheyuan beside her.
Zheyuan looked at the girl and also felt she looked familiar, searching his memory carefully.
"I think I have some impression. She seems to be the daughter of some official. But why is she here, and she looks so eager to try?"
Xu An felt a headache coming on. That girl seemed to have an unusual obsession with cold weapons and often liked collecting knives.
Her father had collected many good knives for her because of this.
It was also precisely because of this that many people were envious.
In this era of weapon scarcity, this girl, purely out of a hobby, possessed so many treasured swords crafted by famous masters.
But to some people, those items were merely sharp weapons for killing.
Xu An rubbed her forehead, knowing that the girl's financial resources were not to be underestimated. She then quietly asked Zheyuan.
"Can I use some methods later? Otherwise, I'm afraid I really can't outbid this young lady."
Zheyuan crossed his arms, seeing through Xu An's little scheme.
"I don't think you just want to take some remedial measures. You just want to see what your ability can do, right?"
Exposed, Xu An felt no embarrassment. Instead, her face was filled with a sense of righteous indignation.
"How can you speculate about me like that, Zheyuan? You're not being nice. I'm your only human companion, aren't you supposed to support me?"
Zheyuan looked at Xu An expressionlessly, showing no emotion towards the "human companion" she spoke of.
In the blink of an eye, the auction was about to begin.
Xu An started to feel a little anxious. "Zheyuan, I'm in dire straits! I don't have money! Hurry up and think of a way!"
The moment the pair of mandarin duck knives appeared on the stage, the three women began a fierce competition.
At first, some sporadic individual buyers also participated in the bidding.
However, as the price of the pair of knives was driven higher and higher, there were no longer any participants.
The auctioneer's face was beaming, full of smiles, clearly indicating he was eager for more. He wanted to profit as much as possible from this knife.
If it weren't for Xu An's genuine liking for the pair of knives, she would have been one of the many spectators around.
But now, Xu An was like an ant on a hot pan, filled with anxiety, fearing the price would exceed her budget.
If that happened, she would need to turn back time.
Otherwise, even if she had any means to deal with those girls, she wouldn't have enough time to use them.
"Eight hundred points. Miss Liu bids eight hundred points now."
"Are there any higher bids than eight hundred points?"
"This pair of mandarin duck knives is the masterpiece of the master. They were never seen before they were brought to the lighthouse. It can be said to be the master's lifelong proud work."
"Are there any further bids?"
"I bid 1000."
The auctioneer's face was full of excitement. "One thousand points! This young lady bids one thousand points! Are there any higher bids than one thousand points?"
"We have added special materials to the blades, making them an excellent gift whether for personal use or for others."
"The blades are not easily broken and can cut through iron like mud. These are the most basic configurations. What's important are the sheaths, which are cool to the touch and made from a special mineral from the snow mountains. They are refreshing to the touch, invigorating, and help to clear the mind."
"The current highest bid is one thousand points. Are there any bids higher than one thousand points?"
The two women exchanged glances, finding each other repulsive. The short-haired girl, possibly lacking funds, had already withdrawn from the bidding. Only the latter two, the black-haired girl and the two girls in Lolita, were fiercely bidding against each other.
It seemed neither was willing to back down.
Seeing this, Xu An's forehead began to sweat.
She knew that the financial resources of these two were far from exhausted.
This was precisely why Xu An was shocked when she heard that Yun Che's dinner was auctioned for a high price of 800.
The prices on the lighthouse rarely inflated. For a family of three, excluding fixed expenses like utilities and rent, the living expenses for food were only around two to three hundred contribution points, which was enough to support a family of three on the lighthouse for a month.
But now, just the opportunity for a shared dinner with Yun Che was auctioned for 800! One could imagine how dumbfounded Xu An was at that time.
Xu An: "1100 points."
The auctioneer continued excitedly, "Miss Zhang bids 1100 points! Are there any bids higher than Miss Zhang's?"
"This pair of mandarin duck knives has become the master's ultimate creation. The master passed away last year, and this pair of knives is the master's entire life's work, absolutely worth the price."
As soon as she heard that the master who made these knives had passed away, and these knives had become unique pieces, Xu An had a bad premonition.
As expected.
"I bid one thousand two hundred!" the Lolita girl said directly.
"I bid one thousand five hundred," the long black-haired girl chimed in.
Xu An gritted her teeth, never hating rich people so much.
"I bid one thousand six hundred!"
As soon as she finished shouting her bid, Xu An's face instantly fell. She looked at Zheyuan, "Help me! If it goes any higher, I really have no budget left."
The money Xu An had exchanged was all for smoothing things over with the mice. Moreover, they themselves needed living expenses.
Every penny counted.
She truly had no capital to continue competing with the other two girls.
Zheyuan tutted, patted his little paws, and said a few words quietly in Xu An's ear.
At this moment, the other two sides were clearly stirring, looking as if they still wanted to bid.
The auctioneer was rubbing his hands excitedly, as if he wanted to see as many people bidding as possible, the higher the price of these daggers, the better.
Seeing the price driven up to one thousand six hundred, the black-haired girl, after calculating her current funds, really liked these daggers, but it wasn't to the point where she absolutely had to have them. However, the other two people competing with her made her extremely agitated.
The girl wearing Lolita was said to be General Sun's granddaughter, who had the capital to be willful and was indeed rich.
She wouldn't feel anything if she lost to this girl, after all, in terms of wealth, she was indeed inferior to Miss Sun.
But what about the other girl, Miss Zhang, whose face was entirely unknown and wore half a mask?
She felt a bit unwilling. If she couldn't compete with someone surnamed Sun, could she still not compete with this person surnamed Zhang?
If she was always overshadowed, how could she possibly mix in this auction hall in the future?