Upon hearing Ye Weiming's proposal for a democratic vote, the room fell into sudden silence.
However, in the midst of silence, everyone had a different expression.
Zang Xingyu wore a calm face, Will Have Wine had a playful look, Scholar and Little Monster of the River and Land seemed thoughtful, while Ding Ding was looking at Ye Weiming with interest. It seemed that for her, watching the performance of Ye Weiming was more appealing than the mysterious treasure in the box.
Only the one named Random Speech wore a conflicted expression, his eyes glued to the treasure box and its key.
What on earth could be inside?
Considering the collective wealth of the people present, bidding on these two items would surely exceed 1000 gold.
The price was neither too high nor too low, a fact that only made the decision more difficult.
If the box contained something good, it would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity not to be missed.
But what if it turns out to be junk or something useless?
