When the auction started, Su Xun and Xi Wan sat in the front row and the two of them sat there without saying a word.
The atmosphere could be described to be as cold as an 'ice cellar'.
The people in the back row did not dare to speak too much. After all, there were still two big shots sitting in front of them. If they dared to open their mouths and say a word, they would probably have to suck in a mouthful of cold air in the next second.
The auctioneer had never seen such a quiet auction and was surprised. When he looked up, he saw the cold and indifferent couple sitting at the front. He was so scared that he almost dropped the gavel in his hand.
It was no wonder why all the guests were so quiet today!
The auctioneer's voice subconsciously softened, "Next up is the first auction item of the day..."
