"Congratulations to the four gentlemen for earning the right to bid. Next, please write down your bid on the paper provided. We will rank the bids, and the highest score will win Miss Yuruo's red flower."

With that, a servant handed paper to the four. Crown Prince Dai Yun snorted, picked up the pen, and arrogantly glanced at Xiao Yifeng, a smile playing on his lips. He thought to himself, "You think you can compete with me in wealth? Even if you're an immortal, so what?"

"Crown Prince Dai Yun, are you trying to take her from me?" Xiao Yifeng looked up coldly at him.

Then he smiled and said, "Wasn't hitting your left cheek this morning enough? Do I need to hit your right cheek too? I don't mind."