The vast auction hall was silent as a grave.
Fang Baiyu stood there, stunned, as if turned into a stone statue, his eyes full of disbelief.
In the hall, those who were originally either rejoicing in others' misfortune or full of sympathy almost popped their eyes out at this moment.
Only Han Buxiu showed a mocking expression, looking at Fang Baiyu as if he were a dead man. Even Tang Yue displayed a respectful demeanor in front of Ye Qingchen. And what qualifications did the Fang Family, which relied on the Tang Family to establish itself in Extreme Wilderness City, have to challenge Ye Qingchen?
"Steward Tang?"
Fang Baiyu's face changed dramatically, but there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart. He braced himself and asked,
"What is going on? This young man is..."
"Fang Baiyu, how dare you be so audacious!" Before he could finish speaking, Steward Tang rudely interrupted him, "Mr. Ye is a distinguished guest invited by our Patriarch, and you dare to offend him?"
Boom!
