The auction hall was plunged into silence at the sudden interruption.
Everyone, from the representatives of the legendary families to the other guests, turned their heads towards the source of the sound.
What the Xiong Heiress said just now.
What was that? A truce?
Their eyes fell on the red placard raised by the thin white fingers.
Ming Zhi Yi who was enjoying the rare sight of the family heads fighting over a useless rock also looked over to her.
Under his mask, the pair of dark eyes became cold.
"A truce, did I hear correctly? The young Xiong Heiress is asking for a truce?" His low voice echoed.
Xiong Zhi felt a slight hint of annoyance in his voice, as if he was displeased with the interruption.
"Yes, you heard me correctly. I demand for a truce."
"My lady, on what grounds are you suddenly asking for a random request?"
"As a person who contributed the most in the last two bids, I am given a privilege to demand truce. Thus, I have this red placard."
...Oh. There was that one forgotten privilege.
It had always been looked over so many of the members present did not know of it.
Truce could be used once in the auction while bidding. It would temporarily postpone the bidding for a certain amount of time. It was usually used if the bid went higher than the expected amount and the money available with them was predicted to not be enough. In case this event happened, the person who had the red card 'truce' could use it to give more time for the bidders to gather funds in their membership cards. The bidding would then continue afterwards.
This was a privilege that only one person at a time could use. It was almost never used because the funds within the membership cards were usually enough, and there had been no precedent where the price rose to an extremely astronomical amount which no one could afford.
As the last event's biggest contributor, Xiong Zhi was given a red card. And she only used it once, which was today.
Because this was a fight between the legendary families, no one thought that someone would use a red card to delay the auction at the most heated time.
The masked man frowned. Unfortunately, a certain variable such as the red card would stop his enjoyment today.
What an annoying move, but still useless.
"Are you certain that you are going to use the red card, young Xiong Heiress?"
"I am sure."
Ming Zhi Yi's eyes briefly became frosty before he resumed his usual smiling facade.
"Alright." He spread his hands out. "Ladies and gentlemen, since the young heiress used a red card, we will postpone the bidding today at the price of a hundred."
The whispers of the guests were mixed with confusion. Many did not comprehend the unusual flow of events.
Even though they witnessed how the insane battle of bidding raised the price to one hundred billion, they were still shocked after realizing that this was the starting price for the continuation of the bid.
If the heads were given more time, they could gather more money and the bids would just go higher, wouldn't they?
The guests were shocked by their own thoughts.
Ming Zhi Yi opened his palm.
"Alright! The bid will stop for today. And tomorrow, we shall continue!"
Tomorrow?
The guests were stunned again.
If it was them, that was a short time!
However, in the legendary families' tables, Old Lu and Mistress Tang wore fierce expressions.
One day was enough. They would gather as much funds as they could.
Thus, the auction ended with this kind of atmosphere.
The guests started to leave one by one. Rows of luxurious cars left the hotel. The members from overseas and other provinces settled in the nearby luxury hotels.
Xiong Zhi turned to Linfeng. "Can you arrange a meeting with Lu Yin Ze, Tang Yin, and Guan Gu Ri?"
Linfeng nodded. "I shall do that. But will they be enough? I can see that they tried to stop their grandparents earlier, but the heads are being very stubborn. They will likely not listen to the younger generation's persuasions."
"Don't worry, that is my grandfather's task. If grandfather gives them a warning, they will mellow a bit. With the addition of their grandchildren's insistence, I am sure that they would be willing to concede."
"Alright. If this still does not work, then I will use my prepared hand then. I still have five other brothers that are willing to lend me funds."
Xiong Zhi smiled. "Alright, I'll depend on you then."
On the very same night during dinner, Xiong Zhi asked her grandfather to convince the other heads.
Old Xiong harrumphed at his granddaughter who was now acting like a tigress in front of him. After promising his granddaughter that he would not fail and knock off the stubborn heads of those old people, he left.
Xiong Zhi and Linfeng went to another hotel.
With Linfeng's arrangement, the other three people were already waiting for them.
Without further ado, Xiong Zhi turned to Lu Yin Ze and Tang Yin. She directly went straight to the matter.
"Were you able to convince your grandparents to concede with the bidding?"
Tang Yin shook her head. "My grandma is very unyielding. She even wanted to borrow money from Jianghu."
Lu Yin Ze nodded in concurrence. He sighed. "My grandpa is the same. He is willing to suffer a loss just to get that plaque."
Xiong Zhi already expected this.
Old people tend to stick to their beliefs and traditions despite their descendants' persuasions, even when they lose advantages.
"I understand. But we still have to do our best to not make them bid any further. The price should not go any higher. This is clearly a trap set by Ming Zhi Yi to sow discord within the legendary families and to weaken one of us. We must not let that happen."
They nodded with serious faces.
"And in order to stop this, Head Master Lu and Head Mistress Tang should step down in this bidding."
Tang Yin: "But my Grandma is very stubborn. She is not even listening to me!"
Lu Yin Ze: "I am sad to say, but my grandfather refused to listen to me as well in this matter."
"They will naturally not listen because they thought that the plaque will fall to the hands of my grandfather if they stop bidding. That is why they cannot concede. But what if the plaque belonged to all of us?"
Tang Yin rolled her eyes. "But there's only one rock."
"Correct, there is only one rock. We can make it so that this one plaque represents us all."
Lu Yin Ze considered Xiong Zhi's suggestion. After a while, he shook his head.
It was too good to be true. How could the heads agree to that?
"How can we even do that? There is no way that my Grandpa and Mistress Tang will accept that suggestion. And even if they did, who will house the plaque? This will become another problem then."
Xiong Zhi smiled. "No, it will not."
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