"Yes," Yi Juncheng replied casually, reverting to his usual laziness.
He knew that Yangyang didn't like those two, so he let them stay in the living room for more than ten minutes before he went out.
During this time, the two of them were also looking around.
The more Old Master Sheng looked at it, the more surprised he became. As expected, he had misjudged it previously. Every painting and porcelain here was much more expensive than the top-notch ones in Weixing Underground Auction House.
When Yi Juncheng came out, Gao Feng was following closely behind him. Suddenly, Yi Juncheng took a step back. Gao Feng's body stiffened, not understanding what was wrong with him. He immediately stood there, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.
Yi Juncheng suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Walk forward."
