— Night - Thousand Treasure City - Auction Hall —
Within an opulent auction hall, one of the smaller subsidiary auction halls of the Thousand Treasure Pavilion, Lian Cheng sat in a VIP booth, gazing at the ceiling as if reminiscing about something.
Because of the results of the artifact sale to Ximen Hao, along with his own speech, the owner of one of the Thousand Treasure Pavilion's subsidiary auction houses had personally come forward and volunteered to manage his auction for only a ten percent cut, an extremely generous rate.
The auction was still ongoing, but the bids and the auctioneer's voice announcing prices and winners did not register in Lian Cheng's mind at all.
If someone were to see him now, they might think he was deep in thought, planning how to spend his money, or contemplating something profound.
But in reality…
His mind was filled with questions.
Did that really happen, or did I imagine it?
Am I the only one who thinks this is not normal?
