The banquet hall instantly fell silent.
The old man's kind face even sank and his expression became a little cold.
The atmosphere was a little tense.
Although Yu Gangan had never been to a banquet like this, she had never eaten pork before, but how could she not have seen a pig run? the two women simply wanted her to become a plaything for everyone at the banquet.
Although this group of people were not to be trifled with, she did not want to be treated as a plaything, and she did not want to be slapped on one side of her face, and even move closer to the other side of her face with a smile.
Yu Gangan smiled slightly and asked,""Is it important whether it's an ancient painting? Is the price more important than the thought?"
As soon as these words came out, no one dared to show a look of disdain. After all, the people present were not ordinary people.
"Of course, the intention is more important," someone immediately said.
