Apollo's expression instantly became somewhat gloomy, and a hint of astonishment flashed through his eyes.
"How could he be here? A coincidence?"
The thought flickered through Apollo's mind, but as soon as he saw Ye Chen's indifferent expression, he dismissed it instantly.
Ye Chen showed not the slightest surprise at his presence in the auction house but seemed very nonchalant, which already hinted at something unusual.
"It seems he already knows the purpose of my visit."
A cold light flashed in Apollo's eyes, and a strong oppressive aura flashed past his body, causing several foreigners who accompanied him to tremble, puzzled by Apollo's grim face.
"My lord, what's wrong?"
A blond Caucasian standing beside Apollo asked with a look of confusion.
Apollo withdrew his gaze, turned to a leading man beside him, and asked flatly, "Forsen, how is the money preparation going?"
