Mr. Ye, Do You Know How the Word ‘Death’ is Written?

Dead silence!

The entire auction was filled with dead silence.

Everyone looked at Ye Chen's rather mediocre face with their eyes wide open. Their first thought was that this brat was insane.

'You choose to take all of the foreign fragments when the international bosses are fighting. The five of them aside, you can't even handle Young Master Shen's rage alone!'

Dai Shiyu and Wang Long were shocked too.

"Mr. Ye, w-what are you doing?" Wang Long secretly jolted. Even him, the boss of Sun Yee On Guild could not handle it in the presence of so many bosses.

Young Master Shen stared directly at Ye Chen. A smirk of mockery appeared at the corner of his lips, "What did you say?"

Tang Ning and Fang Mi smirked because they were familiar with Shen Xingye's temper. Every time he showed that cast on his face, it meant that he was pissed off!