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72: Eavesdropping; curious end to the auction

Lin FenXiang pursed his lips, wondering if he was seeing things, imagining people or if Tristan Fletcher and their partner, Charles Anderson were really here.

He tilted his head slightly, in the dim light, the artist pondered silently contemplating the reason for the said couple to be present at this auction.

Were they perhaps really interested in art and it wasn't just because of their respective elders?

Lin FenXiang shrugged, having no idea. A second later, he turned back and faced Bai XiNian who was looking at the stage.

“In case you missed,” Bai XiNian intoned helpfully, not looking at Lin FenXiang as he was too focused on gawking at the stage. “Which you definitely did,” he went on to say. “I think I just heard someone in this crowd comparing your painting to Marquess Meyer's works, as in his style which he settled to later in life.“