At the auction house.
After Ma Teng won the seventh collectible, the atmosphere in the auction house grew increasingly strange.
Although different people had bid on the items, the winners were all highly concentrated in the central area.
They even exchanged glances, making it obvious they all knew each other and seemed to be from the same group.
'Who are these people?'
'So arrogant?'
Even though there were only nine collectibles up for auction in total, you couldn't just play like this, could you?
'Is everyone else here just a prop for you?'
Everyone present was a prominent figure. For a perfectly good auction to turn out like this was a real buzzkill and a waste of time.
The two auctioneers on stage also seemed to sense the strange atmosphere and quickly moved to regain control of the room.
Their voices instantly rose several notches.
