Mo Feng also just noticed that Qingjiu's ticket was different from his.
He frowned: "Why is your ticket golden? It couldn't be—"
The words "fake" were on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't bring himself to say them.
The residents of the City of the World all knew about the Lorentz Group's emphasis on money, and it was said that there was also an international major clan called Lorentz outside the city.
All related to money.
With the control Lorentz has over money, how could a fake ticket slip in?
"Didn't I deliver tickets to Classmate Ying on behalf of the institute's leaders a few days ago?" Qingjiu sighed, "I didn't expect Classmate Ying to give me one in return."
"I even said at that time why reciprocate for what a teacher is supposed to do, but then I saw it was a ticket for Seat 1 in Area A."
Initially, Qingjiu was worried that Ying Zijin might have been simply deceived, so she specifically went to the auction house to verify it.
