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... item up for auction is the third item in this auction. The famous sculptor carves the fragrant wood hibiscus. "The starting price is 500 thousand."

When the auctioneer displayed his skills, Yu Aotian, who was seated in the first row, suddenly had his eyes shine.

"Proud Sky, or?"

"Wait, Xue Tong. Tell them to take the photos first." In the face of prey, if he had displayed his love from the beginning, it would only make others see through him, thus during the auction, Yu A ...

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