Chapter 462: Chapter 462: Threat

"I’ve sent it."

Hopka replied irritably.

"I’ll hit you up if it’s not enough."

A smile touched Long Ming’s lips as he saw the 200 million Star Coins arrive, and he replied.

"Get lost! You think I’m a bank?"

Hopka cursed irritably.

At that moment, the price had already been bid up to 580 million Star Coins.

Inside VIP Room 2.

Looking at the price, Alek was also hesitant to bid again.

Just then, Fumira, at his side, quickly advised him.

"Alek, don’t bid again! The price is too high!"

"Let me think."

Alek was also a little unsure.

"600 million!"

Just then, Long Ming raised the paddle in his hand and announced in a cold voice.

The entire auction hall instantly erupted.

"Holy shit, did I hear that right?"

"That guy’s actually bidding again! He jumped right to 600 million Star Coins!"

...

The crowd murmured in shock.

Seeing Long Ming bid again, Alek couldn’t help but smile.

"Interesting. This is very interesting."

Gentan, however, angrily raised his paddle and shouted a new price.

"610 million!"

"620 million!"

Long Ming was getting a bit hot-headed now, immediately raising his paddle and following the bid.

"Bastard!"

Gentan’s expression turned utterly foul as he watched Long Ming match his bid.

Affates, who was beside him, immediately turned to Butler Ahlong and said.

"Go, have a word with that man!"

"Yes!"

Butler Ahlong bowed and withdrew.

Meanwhile, Gentan continued to shout with a gloomy face.

"630 million!"

"640 million!"

Long Ming, feeling an immense pang of financial pain, raised his paddle and matched the bid.

Just then, Butler Ahlong hurriedly walked up to Long Ming’s side and said.

"Sir! Young Master Gentan has his eye on this Genetic Potion. I ask that you show him some face and stop bidding!"

"No. I want it, too," Long Ming refused coldly.

"Sir, Young Master Gentan is from the Sena Clan, the sixth-ranked noble family of the Twelve Universes. Are you sure you won’t show him some face?"

Butler Ahlong stared at Long Ming, his tone a threatening warning.

"I won’t yield!" Long Ming replied in a cold voice.

’Just as I expected.’

’If I try to take this Genetic Potion, I’m bound to offend someone.’

But Long Ming didn’t care. ’To climb to the top, you’re going to make enemies sooner or later.’

Of course, it wasn’t as if he hadn’t prepared.

The reason Long Ming was using the identity of Red Ghost was that it was the identity of a solitary, troublesome thorn with no weaknesses.

If the other party came looking for trouble, he was no pushover.

"Fine!"

Seeing that Long Ming wouldn’t give an inch, Butler Ahlong left with a dark expression.

The guests in the hall saw this and broke into discussion.

"Am I seeing things?"

"That guy actually refused to give Gentan and his people face."

"He’s got some serious balls."

...

Inside VIP Room 1.

When Gentan saw that Long Ming refused to show him any face, his expression grew so dark it seemed like water could drip from it. He then raised his paddle again and shouted.

"700 million!"

"Gods, 700 million Star Coins!"

...

The hall erupted once more.

Long Ming, steeled for a fight, raised his paddle and shouted his bid.

"720 million!"

"Hiss... he actually matched it!"

"He’s way too rich!"

...

The crowd murmured in shock.

Auri, the host, was also stunned when he heard Long Ming’s bid.

Inside VIP Room 1.

When Gentan saw Long Ming call out a price of 720 million, he was just about to raise his paddle.

But Affates quickly pressed down on Gentan’s hand and said,

"You can’t. That price is terrifying. It’s already double what it went for last time, and besides, we didn’t bring that much money."

"Damn it!"

Gentan slammed his fist onto the coffee table in front of him.

BANG!

The entire table instantly shattered.

The other subordinates in the room were all silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to make a sound.

Just then, Auri the host slowly came back to his senses and spoke.

"720 million going once!"

As Long Ming watched Auri begin the final count, his heart leaped into his throat.

’If they bid again, I don’t even want it anymore.’

"720 million going twice! Are there any other bids?"

The host, Auri, kept looking toward VIP Rooms 1 and 2.

Unfortunately, there was no movement from either room.

"Sold for 720 million! Congratulations to this gentleman on winning the Genetic Potion!" Auri, the host, shouted excitedly.

Having successfully won the Genetic Potion, Long Ming breathed a huge sigh of relief.

The crowd, however, didn’t applaud. Instead, they broke into horrified discussion.

"Am I dreaming?"

"That guy actually won?"

"An astronomical price of 720 million Star Coins!"

"It’s not just about the money. He actually dared to snatch something from a noble of the Twelve Universes!"

"Yeah! Does this guy not care about his future?"

"Future? It’s a question of whether he’ll even live to see tomorrow."

...

VIP Room 2.

Seeing the Genetic Potion had been sold, Alek stood up and sneered.

"That was quite a good show. Let’s go!"

"Mm."

Fumira nodded in agreement.

Alek led Fumira out of the room.

Just then, Gentan and Affates also walked out of their room.

Alek looked at the furious Gentan and taunted him with a smile.

"Gentan, you’re pathetic. I even stepped aside for you, and you still managed to lose!"

"What did you just say?"

Hearing Alek’s mockery, Gentan’s suppressed rage instantly exploded.

"Haha!"

Seeing that he’d gotten under Gentan’s skin, Alek laughed and led Fumira away.

"Damn it!"

Gentan clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles cracked.

"Calm down. We’ll find another way to get a Genetic Potion."

Affates did his best to placate Gentan.

"Hmph!"

Gentan stormed off toward another exit.

In the auction hall.

Now that he had the Genetic Potion, Long Ming didn’t stay for the rest of the auction. He simply got up and walked toward the exit.

As he reached the exit, he came face-to-face with Atiro, Fumira, and their group, who were coming down.

Long Ming immediately stopped in his tracks.

Just then, Alek looked at Long Ming and gave him a thumbs-up.

"You’ve got guts!"

Long Ming’s brow furrowed slightly.

But before he could speak, Alek left with Fumira and the others.

At this point, Long Ming didn’t dwell on it and left the auction hall.

Xiaonan was already waiting for him at the entrance to the auction hall.

"Sir, please come with me!"

"Alright!"

Long Ming nodded.

...

「Half an hour later.」

Long Ming left the Star Trace Auction house through a side door, emerging onto a bustling street.

He lifted his wristband and glanced at the Genetic Potion in his secure storage, feeling both happy and an immense pang of financial pain.

’Sigh, this is a problem. How am I going to pay back Luoxue and Hopka?’

Long Ming sighed softly.

But he quickly adjusted his mindset. ’I’ll just have to figure out a way to sell that batch of Sharp Gold Stone later.’

As for the Genetic Potion, although it was way over budget, Long Ming didn’t regret buying it.

Because the item was simply too rare; you could say that every one used was one less in existence.

’And as for a perfect Type IV Genetic Potion, that’s even harder to get. It’s probably not something money can buy.’

With this in mind, Long Ming hailed a cab and went directly to the spaceport, preparing to leave the planet Omro and return to the Blacktan Planetary Fortress.

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