67: Art Auction; musing of changes and reminiscing about the past
Beta'd by SnowyEgrett
A few days later.
Lin FenXiang anxiously fiddled with his sleeves as he sat at one of the tables at the Time Stone Auction House with Bai XiNian sitting right across him.
The hall was doused almost entirely in the darkness which made him feel even more anxious than he already was. The dim lights and the people sitting at numerous tables, a crowd almost, didn't help in that matter.
The soft murmurs of people fell into the artist's keen ears, intentionally or otherwise. Most of them seemed to be talking about the things that would be auctioned today.
As Lin FenXiang looked down at his hands, folding on the table in front of him, in silence, he heard someone speak in a low voice.