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    In a tense moment, Dhilon’s three words of lightness were equivalent to all the cash he had prepared for this auction.


    This also indicated that Jian had exhausted his options and could no longer participate in the bidding.


    Despite this, Jian Center was reluctant to ept defeat. He thought, “The auction payment deadline is half an hour away. If I can find a way to gather some funds during this time, maybe I can stillpete!”


    With renewed determination, Jian raised his hand and dered, “I will pay 210 billion!”


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    If Dhilon continued to drive the price higher, Jian would have to concede defeat and prepare for the inevitable when he returned home.


    Even though his granddaughter, Fei Kexin, had formed a connection with the owner of Huichundan, Jian had lost all hope. He understood that she could never secure a rejuvenation pill for him at this astonishing price.


    To Jian’s surprise, Dhilon responded immediately without hesitation, “220 billion!”


    In an instant, Jian’s expression froze, and his body became still.


    He finally grasped the reality of the auction’s intensity.


    This was not just about wealth; it was a matter of life and death.


    Winning meant a chance to extend one’s life; losing, even for someone worth hundreds of billions or trillions, would mean facing death as soon as he stepped outside.


    If his health allowed for another year, there might be a chance to return for another shot at the rejuvenation pill.


    Otherwise, like Jian, he could only go back and prepare for his own funeral.


    At that moment, Jasmine Moore turned to Jian and inquired, “No. 035, do you wish to continue bidding?”<fn8a26> ???? ????s? ???????s ?? FindN()vel</fn8a26>


    Jian snapped back to reality, looking at Jasmine with a defeated expression, and shook his head dismally.


    He realized he had lost.


    Continuing to bid would be futile if he couldn’t follow through with the payment, leaving him vulnerable to ridicule from the audience.


    Jian also recognized that his time was short; struggling further would only strip him of hisst bit of dignity.


    In despair, he waved his hand, signaling he would not ce another bid.


    With his head bowed, he began toe to terms with the harsh reality awaiting him.


    Jay, standing nearby, felt overwhelmed with emotion. He wanted tofort Jian but was at a loss for words.


    Ultimately, he gently patted Jian on the back and said quietly, “Jian, don’t let your current condition get to you!”


    Jian nodded slightly, but the pain in his heart remained.


    Dhilon gazed at Jian’s back, sighed, and murmured, “Uncle Jian, I’m sorry…”


    Meanwhile, in a box on the second floor, Fei Kexin was in tears, her makeup running as she wept.


    In that moment, she fully understood her grandfather’s desperation.


    That kind of despair was likely more suffocating than finding oneself trapped in an ice cave during the depths of winter.


    While feeling sorrow for her grandfather, she was also engulfed in sadness herself.


    She realized that the price of Huichundan was now so high that even the entire Fei family’s cash reserves would fall short. In that light, what kind of favor could she possibly ask of Charlie?


    What could she request from him? A single rejuvenation pill for her grandfather, or even just half of one?


    Charlie had amassed an incredible fortune of $300 billion through this auction, and even a mere $100 million from him could repay countless favors.


    At the same time, Charlie, who was monitoring the event, was equally astonished.


    A staggering $220 billion—this was a mind-blowing amount of wealth. Yet Dhilon had only dered himself to possess $100 billion. Who was he really?


    As the auction progressed, Jasmine Moore began the final three calls for bids.


    When no one raised their paddle after thest three calls, she excitedly struck the gavel and announced, “Congrattions to No. 099, who has won the sole rejuvenation pill in this auction for a price of $220 billion!”


    As soon as she finished, No. 099, Dhilon, slowly stood up and addressed Jasmine, “Miss Moore, I know the owner of Huichundan, and I’m certain he’s watching everything unfold here. I wish to take this opportunity to propose a business deal!”


    Jasmine was taken aback by Dhilon’s unexpected approach and was unsure how to respond.


    After all, he was the winning bidder of $220 billion, and she couldn’t just dismiss him for breaking protocol.


    Just as Jasmine was contemting her next move, Dhilon looked into one of the surveince cameras and dered, “If you allow me to take this Huichundan, I’m willing to pay you $300 billion!”