Chapter 620: The Cloud Auction

Benson took the glass of wine handed to him and downed it in one go. The gesture prompted the two to glance at each other.

Gracie absentmindedly played with her goblet, interestedly examining the blood-red liquid within.

She slowly spoke, "Young man, this wine packs quite a punch. Drinking it like this can easily lead to intoxication."

"Not your concern."

"Tsk tsk, is this how you talk to your elders?"

Gracie raised the goblet with a faint smile, her red lips pursed as she took a sip. She closed her eyes, savoring the slightly bitter and astringent taste spreading across her tongue. Miraculously, after swallowing, she experienced an unprecedented hint of sweetness. This was the charm of wine - bitter first, then sweet. Tasting wine was not just about savoring the drink; it was about savoring life, and even more so, the journey of life.

After both had calmed down, Sam finally mentioned the purpose of calling them out - the map.

"It's been almost two months. Haven't you found the map?" He asked in a cold tone.

Benson, looking troubled, shook his head and replied in a chilly voice, "It's not that I haven't looked, but Cheyenne has been suffering from memory loss and hardly remembers anything."

Gracie and Sam exchanged glances. Sam tapped the table rhythmically with a slender finger.

"Is there a way to stimulate her memory recovery quickly?"

"There is."

The exquisite woman affirmed, "That would be-hypnosis!"

goblet on the table. The bottom of the

Hypnosis?

beneath the table, clenched into a fist. He had a question at the tip of his tongue, but for some

the final stage of the competition, with other contestants busy studying medicine.

as the most distinctive auction in the country. Anything you brought could be sold as long as there was a buyer. From boring northern black soil to the air, even worn socks... Even a single strand of hair could be

and paintings, medicinal materials, and some world-renowned jewelry. Only those with VIP membership could enter for trading. However, VIP membership for the

2, from 2 billion to 5 billion for Level 3, and from 5 billion to 10 billion

than ten esteemed guests. Behind them lay mystery and power, making people curious. When she

fell into deep thought. In her fragmented and vague memories, when they gave her the card, it was just Level 1. However, when she swiped the card at the door earlier, she

security guards, who initially looked down on them, as they were dressed in the most

come in," he

raised her legs coldly

it

as the largest auction house in the

one could see

to enter the

as Cheyenne and the others entered

the consignor or the bidder?"

out her hand to lower her wide-brimmed hat, and her sweet and gentle voice came. "I'm

was stunned for a

reacted, stepped in her seven-centimeter high-heeled shoes,

here, esteemed guest. I'll go

chief appraiser of the

pass through his eyes to be sold

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