Zhou Shuren and Jiang Ming arrived together, and everyone present took notice, naturally linking them together. When Zhou Shuren descended the stairs, many eyes followed him.
Zhou Shuren had registered for the competition early that day, and thankfully, Jiang Ming hadn't broken his promise. Otherwise, withdrawing would have meant forfeiting an antique. Zhou Shuren felt lucky, at least his participation had gone smoothly.
As he inspected the antiques, Zhou Shuren's eyebrows lifted—luck was unstoppable. His weakest point was calligraphy and paintings, yet among the ten antiques, he ended up with one. How about that!
