They all shivered subconsciously.
Why could they only feel the raw and eerie coldness behind that smile?
Mu Lin... was angry.
They looked at each other. They were absolutely sure and certain that whatever was revealed tonight was not willingly presented by Mu Lin.
Which means, this incident might be related to the poisoning of Zhang Mingzhe that happened before.
Unknowingly, everyone felt a sense of conspiracy and deception in this situation.
Around seven in the evening, the auction was about to start. A few of them walked out of the private room towards the top floor. Here, there was no usher. No matter how much money you had, you could not afford entrance.
"Please come inside." The attendant bowed respectfully. Even they were not qualified to enter.
