After finishing his speech, Yin Tian returned to the position of Su Qinwei and the other girls, with everyone's awestruck gazes following him.
Su Qinwei and the others didn't bother to look.
Because they knew that once Yin Tian made his move, these people were of no concern.
Zhang Shuhao stood there, trembling continuously.
A series of blows had nearly driven him to madness!
His own writing had been belittled as worthless and had been defeated by another's calligraphy. Then, to add insult to injury, he learned that the writing he adored and was willing to spend 35 million to purchase had actually come from that very person!
Just then, a cheerful voice came from behind the crowd, "What's happening? Why so quiet?"
Everyone turned to look and saw that, at some point, Sir Wang had arrived.
The crowd immediately dispersed, and Sir Wang strode over to the table.
He glanced at it casually and then his eyes widened, "Hiss! What fine writing!"
