"380!" Xiaoan raised his hand, quoting the price.
"400!" Yanyuan let out an obvious snort in disdain, gazing at Xiaoan as he spoke, "Why is someone as poor as you trying to bid with me? Who knows what all you must have done to procure this sum? I thought it was only rumours, but did you really sell yourself in a brothel for this?"
"Shut up!" Xiaoan shouted in response, raising the price, "410!"
"Do you dare to bid more?" Yanyuan was just about to taunt more when his eyes lit up at the words Gahrat had conveyed to him, his lips curling up to reveal a wide smile, "If you only have one father, buy this."
"500!"
"Fucktard!" Xiaoan lost his cool at the words, ignoring the words his master said as he shouted, "2000!"
He glared at Yanyuan, "Do you dare to bid higher? Huh? Come on! Or are you the child of many fathers?"
"Such a sore loser." Yanyuan snorted as he closed his eyes, acting like he wasn't interested in the item in the first place.