Bai Yang had always stood on the side of justice. He found it difficult to lie about the facts.
After checking several times, he still hadn't found anything amiss. So, he just shook his head and said, "This person is indeed the host from that day. There's no mistake. If Junior Sister Ye is still not convinced, you can find others who attended the auction to take a look."
He knew Junior Sister Ye was always cautious, and that his words alone might not be enough to convince her.
Sure enough, Ye Chuxue's expression hardened. More than just disappointment, her face was filled with suspicion.
"Bai Yang, have you started to lose your sense of right and wrong, too?"
"She must have arranged this deliberately, finding someone to disguise themselves in advance. That's why they look so alike! She's so calculating—why can't any of you see it?"
Her intuition couldn't be wrong. This incident was definitely connected to Song Wanning.
"My Storage Ring is absolutely in her hands!"
