In the modern world you were reduced to rags. Treated as if you were a monster of some sort... A creature. An animal.

You were put up on a stage within a cramped cage, your limbs shackled.

The bid starts. And somehow reaches great heights.

"Alright! 2.5 Million! Going once? Going tw-" The auctioneer was cut off.

"5 million." Duan Liwei said, raising his hand. He surely stuck out of the crowd with the red suit, mask, and sunglasses.