Chapter 314: The auction commenced in earnest.

Welcome, everyone.

As the host delivered the familiar opening remarks, the staff swiftly began showcasing the items slated for auction.

The first two pieces, though undeniably exquisite and luxurious, held only average collectible value.

Allison, who had always had a keen interest in jewelry, rested her chin on her hand, deep in thought.

At the beginning of the auction, it always feels like theyre setting the stage, allowing those with limited funds to leave with something to show for it, she mused.

Kellan lifted his gaze, nodding in agreement with her astute observation.

Exactly.

These first two items arent anything to write home about.

The real treasures typically come at the end, so theres no need to rush.

He clearly knew the ropes.

Just as Kellan finished his thought, the third item made its grand entrance.

The auctioneer, donned in white silk gloves, gingerly revealed an exceptionally stunning sword from its box.

This ancient sword was once wielded in royal and noble ceremonies.

Its collectible value is nothing short of extraordinary.

Allisons eyes were drawn to the sword, which was indeed a sight to behold.

The hilt, entirely crafted from jade, radiated exceptional elegance.

The blade glimmered softly under the lights, a true testament to masterful craftsmanship.

Rebecca was instantly captivated.

The carvings depict a princess leading her troops into battle, and the inscribed poem is simply majestic.

Forget the collectible value; the artistry alone is breathtaking! She was poised to bid, but then a man in the back row casually raised his paddle.

Seven million! Rebecca was struck dumb.

Who was this fool? The estimated value of this piece was just over one million, and he had essentially multiplied it several times over.

Rebecca wasnt naive.

Her competitive spirit deflated like a popped balloon.

No matter how much she adored the sword, she couldnt afford to throw money around carelessly.

Others cast curious glances, as if they were witnessing a grand folly.

When the auctioneer called out three times with no further bids, he solemnly announced the outcome.

Seven million, sold to Mr.

Davidson.

Not only Rebecca, but even Allison couldnt help but glance over at this man.

The others eyed him with skepticism.

Where did this joker come from? Seven million? Hes throwing money around like confetti.novelbin

Seriously, no one else was bidding.

Why start with such a sky-high price? Hes probably just some novice trying to show off.

In response to the murmurs, Roland, the center of attention, burst into hearty laughter, stood up, and bowed graciously to the audience.

Im Roland Davidson, the organizer of the Parkour Competition in Ontdale, and I sincerely hope youll all come to support us when the time arrives.

Whether youre sponsors or participants, everyone is welcome, he declared with a smile.

The prize money will be substantial, and this sword will also be one of the rewards for the winner.

Allison lifted her gaze to study him.

So, he was using this moment to promote his company and the upcoming competition.

Yet, Ontdale had never hosted a parkour competition before.

This extreme sport had gained popularity abroad, and Allison hadnt participated in it for quite a while.

Reflecting on it now, she felt a flicker of temptation.

Kellan commented casually, Spending seven million to stir up excitement and donating 80% of the proceeds to charity? This Mr.

Davidson is quite the philanthropist.

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