Stella White lifted her chin. Among the ladies present tonight, Charlotte Aria had already made her mark. Now it was her turn to steal the limelight. With Anton Cook and Cello Cook in attendance, she had to seize this opportunity to put on a good show, leaving a deep impression on them.
At this moment, a deep voice rose, "The heart is as fierce as a tiger, sniffing roses delicately. People's hearts are like tigers, the shattered roses can still bloom in the wind, the drunk tiger will also wake up, as long as there is love in the heart, the world will become gentle."
The auctioneer's eyes lit up as he looked towards the source of the voice, "Mr. Cook's words are indeed profound."
Everyone was astonished. Mr. Cello Cook had actually spoken.
Stella White was overjoyed. It seemed that she had successfully attracted Cello Cook's attention.
But Cello Cook said, "Master Katana's level of sophistication is hardly something we laymen can fathom. It's just one person's view."
