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Like a still lake disturbed by a single pebble, ripples began spreading across the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll bid five and a half million.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bidder spoke casually, barely lifting his hand. To him, the number meant little. It was more curiosity than desire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then I’ll go six million.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another voice followed almost immediately, smooth and measured. No hesitation. No emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lion Gem statue sat under the spotlight, pale and silent. Its carved eyes seemed almost aware, watching the humans beneath it fight over its worth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing these bids, Lucas, feeling a surge of excitement, didn’t rush to bid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned back slightly in his seat, fingers tapping lightly against the armrest in a slow rhythm. His eyes were fixed on the lion Gem statue—not with curiosity, but with certainty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either he wouldn’t bid, or he’d make a decisive offer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips curved faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, he was determined to get this lion Gem statue!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside him, something stirred—not greed, but hunger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once he got the lion Gem statue, he would immediately take the elixir!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That thought alone made his breathing subtly deepen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Nine way cleansing exilir was extremely effective, showing results in just three minutes!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers tightened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reaching the peak of the Silver Realm, the beatings he’d taken in recent days made him feel like he was on the verge of a breakthrough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The memory flashed through his mind—pain, humiliation, resistance he hadn’t expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His jaw clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this Nine way cleansing exilir, breaking through would be as natural as when the water reaches, the channel forms!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint heat flickered in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the breakthrough!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air around him seemed to grow heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first thing would be to disguise himself and assassinate that Julian D’Aurelius!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze darkened slightly, just for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the price reached nine million, no one continued to bid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The momentum slowed. Voices faded. Hands lowered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd, which had been lively seconds ago, suddenly became still again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They thought it looked nice and wanted to take it back for their collection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But an overpriced collection wasn’t necessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having money didn’t mean being brainless, throwing money away for fun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few people exchanged glances, silently agreeing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nine million was the limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lion Gem statue returned to stillness—waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nine million, going once, nine million, going twice...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little old man on stage lifted the small wooden hammer, his voice steady but expectant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the final word was about to fall—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucus finally spoke up, \"Nine million and one hundred thousand!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice cut cleanly through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Controlled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But unmistakably firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several heads turned instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized this was the psychological limit for these people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, he only added a hundred thousand more; anything more would be a waste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes flickered with calculation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Efficiency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he bid, everyone turned to look at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evaluating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some recognized him. Others didn’t. But all of them sensed something—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t just another casual bidder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir, the minimum bid increment is ten million, please bid again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little old man on stage felt a bit awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint ripple of suppressed laughter moved through the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas’s expression stiffened for the briefest second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucus frowned, a bit displeased, and corrected himself, \"Then nine million and ten thousand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone cooled slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The person who had bid nine million before rolled his eyes but said nothing, giving up on continuing to bid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t worth it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air paused again—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ten million.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian D’Aurelius suddenly called out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice wasn’t loud, but it carried. Calm. Lazy. Almost indifferent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the effect—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he spoke, Lucas immediately looked over at Julian D’Aurelius, a flash of killing intent in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t visible to ordinary people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This guy...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>is he naturally at odds with me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought rose like a blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both times he’d been humiliated since returning to Valemont were related to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, even at an auction, he wanted to compete with him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint pressure built in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ten million, going once.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little old man on stage was also a bit surprised; he knew this item was sent by Julian D’Aurelius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bidding on his own item, what was he trying to do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn’t mind; they took a commission based on the sale price, as long as they got the money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Business was business.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eleven million.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reluctantly, Lucas had to continue bidding; he absolutely couldn’t let the lion Gem statue fall into Julian D’Aurelius’s hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice sharpened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes were filled with apprehension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be that this kid also discovered the secret within the lion Gem statue?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That possibility made his heartbeat quicken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yana Tyson, sitting beside him, felt the shift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t look at him directly—but she noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impatience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The anger hiding beneath control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingers tightened subtly on her lap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian leaned back, as relaxed as ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Oh... now it’s getting interesting.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint smile played on his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Twenty million.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice came again—this time without pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like tossing a stone into calm water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Twenty-one million.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas followed immediately, his tone no longer as calm as before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was urgency now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chase had begun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fifty million.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Julian D’Aurelius shouted out fifty million, the entire crowd was in an uproar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The number exploded across the hall like thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People leaned forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some even stood slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Murmurs broke out everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did he just say fifty?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is he serious?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that thing really worth that much?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Young Master Julian, isn’t this a bit too extravagant?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spending so much money on a useless lion Gem statue?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even seasoned collectors frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even wealthy elites hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Julian?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked bored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if he’d just raised the price by a few coins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Julian D’Aurelius bidding so crazily, Lucas was certain that Julian must have discovered the secret within the lion Gem statue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes turned red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The calm facade cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breathing grew heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The opportunity he had his eyes on, how dare you try to snatch it?\u003C\u002Fp>",1061,"2026-05-30T15:14:55.253Z","2026-06-01T04:31:33.482Z",1,"novelbin.me","9cd1f8d097143bbbe5417163193734f859984575ab8c9f0d5bc7cba6586a5a91","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-188","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-186",232,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fvillain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-cover.jpg"]