"Ladies and gentlemen, this banquet is a cultural gathering of the whole world, and the organizer has taken out all the collections from their own home to auction here. I ask for your kind guidance!"
The host, whether in tone or otherwise, was very polite, and because of the nature of the auction items, deliberately spoke in Chinese.
But such phraseology felt awkward no matter how one listened to it.
Chen Yu even frowned, his expression seemed somewhat peculiar.
The host did not care about these reactions and continued to introduce the origins of the Buddha heads.
Everyone present was looking forward with anticipation, just waiting for the host to announce the price.
Chen Yu let out a breath of turbid air, his eyes fixed intently on the Buddha head on the stand.
Most of these items had been plundered by the Western world from the East during the late Qing dynasty, and it was shameful to see them being auctioned off so brazenly now.
