"Has he gone mad?" This was Ye Tian's first thought. Although he didn't know much about Chen Pingrui, he could guess a thing or two. Otherwise, why would a person emanating such killing aura as Zhang Xiayang follow him, if not for some significant reason?
Everyone had the same thought as Ye Tian. It was one thing for Chen Pingrui to act arrogantly outside, but this was a governmental venue. The usual contenders would be Zuo Zhengyang and Tang Guoqing. What was he doing getting involved? Recklessly courting death was not the usual approach. Everyone avoided drawing trouble and meddling with governmental matters, thus many faces remained expressionless while inwardly they were taking pleasure in the misfortune, waiting for the drama to unfold.
"Mr. Chen offers ten thousand yuan," the auctioneer finally found a way to divert the conversation, though he hadn't anticipated that a painting from Tan Xiao would start at such a low price, which was truly unreasonable.
