As Gu Gang called out the bid, a hush fell over the room. After all, the figure involved in this transaction was three billion, not a mere three hundred million, thirty million, or three million. Who could easily produce such an astronomical sum? In the second-floor box, beads of cold sweat stood out on Liuli Sun’s forehead; his body trembled slightly, and his eyes glinted with deep-seated resentment.
Gu Gang’s offer of three billion felt like a towering mountain pressing down on him, crushing him completely. Even if Liuli Sun were to liquidate his entire estate—combining the funds he had painstakingly accumulated over the years with the support provided by the Samsara Sect—the total would barely exceed two point eight billion. Gu Gang’s single utterance of "three billion" had stripped Liuli Sun of any capacity to resist; he didn't even have the opportunity to speak.
"I—" Liuli Sun’s face was twisted with hatred. "I don’t believe that Gu Gang can really come up with three billion! Does your Xinyue Hotel really trust a mere kid this much?"
Chapter 112