"Everyone quiet down, can't you listen to others before causing a commotion?" An imposing voice suppressed the chatter of dozens present, and Liu Laos glared angrily at those around.
He was a straightforward person who repaid kindness and sought revenge. Xu Yan had treated him generously, so he reciprocated. At this crucial moment, risking universal condemnation, he spoke up for Xu Yan.
Standing on the stage, Xu Yan smiled at Liu Laos, then sneered, "This inkstick was once Zhang Minzheng's beloved item! Does this background convince everyone?"
A gleam of light flashed in Tang Li's eyes, but he remained silent on the side.
The wealthy bidders below the stage scoffed, considering Xu Yan to be spouting nonsense.
"Oh, when did you learn the tricks of street vendors? Making up stories?" Xie Dahua laughed mockingly, eyes full of contempt as he spoke.
