Chapter 80

"Hmph, 500,000? You're still a well-traveled expert in antiques, and you're not ashamed? Even if the child doesn't want to sell it, I wouldn't sell it either. If it were truly the Snow Region Divine Eagle, even if you offered 5 million or 10 million, I wouldn't sell it. Have you thought about it? It's the only one of its kind, rarer than a purebred Tibetan Mastiff. And a drop of the Snow Region Divine Eagle's blood in the soup, just one drop a day, might not guarantee immortality, but it would definitely extend life. Who knows, maybe your bald head would even grow hair, hehe."

The speaker was Tu Shou. He was quite amusing; he had just been at odds with Xu Gang and Zhang Tianyuan, but now he was speaking up for Zhang Tianyuan.

"But it's not certain yet," Yang Yijun said hesitantly. Although he was very wealthy, spending millions on an eagle that might not be the Snow Region Divine Eagle was a risky move.

"Nonsense, when you buy antiques, can you be sure they're genuine and not fakes? Why did you dare to pay a high price then? In the end, you're just taking advantage of the young, making it seem like you have a good reason," Tu Shou scolded.

Yang Yijun's mouth twitched, and just as he was about to speak, the man with the big pompadour suddenly stood up, walked over, and warmly shook Zhang Tianyuan's hand, smiling. "Young brother, you're here to sell this eagle today, right? That's great. I'll offer 10 million for it. What do you think? Don't be upset about what happened earlier. I was wrong for not recognizing your treasure. I apologize."

Good grief, are all rich people so smooth? The man with the big pompadour, who had been ready to fight just a moment ago, now held Zhang Tianyuan's hand like a close brother, showing great affection.

But this also highlighted the value of the Snow Region Divine Eagle. It wasn't just practical; according to legend, it was the incarnation of the Snow Region Heavenly Maiden. Having it in the family would ensure peace and protection from evil. After all, the Snow Region Heavenly Maiden was the most powerful deity in the region.

The Mu Yi family was in real estate, and they had made enough money, but they always felt insecure. If they could buy this eagle and venerate it as an ancestor, they would feel much more at ease.

Even if it didn't guarantee a peaceful life, it would at least stop them from worrying all the time.

"Sorry, I said it before, this is as important to me as a friend. I won't sell it, no matter how much you offer!" Zhang Tianyuan clenched his teeth and shook his head firmly.

Mu Yi didn't seem to mind. He thought, in this day and age, there's no one who wouldn't be moved by money. The question is how much you offer. 10 million not enough? Add more. I can't beat you or argue with you, but I can bury you with money, right?

He could buy the eagle and save face, and Mu Yi's plan was well thought out.

The young Divine Eagle Luo, hearing Zhang Tianyuan's firm stance, seemed very happy. It flew into Zhang Tianyuan's arms, rubbing against his clothes affectionately.

The crowd marveled, and Yang Zhao became even more agitated, shouting, "Uncle, offer 20 million, 20 million to buy it. I'll transfer the money to you when I get back, I won't let you down."

Yang Yijun glanced at Yang Zhao and said, "Where do you have that much money? Your parents definitely won't pay such a high price for an eagle. Let's drop it."

The key was that Yang Yijun was worried Zhang Tianyuan might be a fraud, selling a fake. If he spent millions on it, he would be in big trouble.

"Uncle, can't you see? He won't sell it for 10 million, doesn't that prove it's the real Snow Region Divine Eagle?" Yang Zhao shouted, growing more anxious.

At that moment, Mu Yi made another offer, still as warm and friendly. He patted Zhang Tianyuan's shoulder and smiled. "Young brother, you're a good person, you care for animals. I like that. How about this, they won't offer 20 million, but I will. What do you think?"

20 million?

Zhang Tianyuan sneered. What can you do with that much money? Not even enough to buy a decent Bugatti Veyron.

If it were before, he might have sold Divine Luo. Back then, his family was poor, and his grandfather had to borrow money for medical treatment, which was eventually abandoned due to high costs. He couldn't forget how his grandfather, lying in the hospital bed, held his hand with a blank look in his eyes.

At that time, his grandfather couldn't recognize anyone, but that sight made Zhang Tianyuan even more heartbroken. If he had money, it wouldn't have happened.

After his grandfather's death, he cherished his parents and grandmother even more. Back then, he would have sold his soul for money.

But today was different. He was wealthy now, with assets in the millions.

Just the three Qing Dynasty gold statues he sold to Liu Mengxun brought in 10 million RMB, and the money was already in his account. This was why he dared to come to such an auction. With money in hand, he had nothing to fear.

Besides, he still had the twelve Tianhuang stone seals, which he loved so much. Now that he had money, he didn't need to sell them in a hurry. He could keep them and enjoy them.

For someone with assets in the millions, 20 million was a large sum, but it wasn't enough to move him. Zhang Tianyuan thought even further. With his special ability, 20 million was nothing. In the future, it would be easy to earn.

Not to mention 20 million, even 200 million, do you really think I would be moved? That would be too short-sighted.

"Mr. Mu, to be honest, I didn't come here to sell the little guy. What I want to sell is this calligraphy. Please don't make things difficult for me. Even if you offer 20 million, or 200 million, I won't sell it."

This time, he made his stance clear. He didn't believe anyone would really offer 200 million for an eagle.

"I'll offer 200 million, will you sell it?" Mu Yi thought, I won't believe it. I'll bury you with money. Let's see how you act. Besides, I didn't say 200 million RMB; I'll give you 200 million yen, and I'll see you cry.

To be honest, he could come up with 200 million RMB, but he thought it wasn't worth it. After all, his money didn't come from the wind.

Zhang Tianyuan was a bit surprised this time, but he thought clearly. 200 million sounds like a lot, but if you break it down, it's not much. European football players earn tens of millions of euros a year, including salaries, advertising, and endorsements. That's over 100 million RMB.

Do you think they're rich?

No, people like Roman Abramovich and the oil-rich Arabs are truly rich. They buy players for tens of millions of euros or pounds without a second thought.

Zhang Tianyuan wanted to be richer than that, not just a player-level rich. 200 million RMB? It doesn't move me! Besides, I'm not in a hurry for money.