The day of the auction was approaching day by day, and nearly everyone's attention was focused on this matter.
However, just as everyone's attention was on the land being auctioned and the person most likely to acquire it, Dingsheng and Prosperous Era seemed to have become unusually quiet overnight.
Compared to their previous confrontational stance, this quietness did not feel normal to others; instead, it made everyone feel the oppressive calm before a storm.
Zhuo Xiangqiao's fingers gently tapped on the table, beneath which lay a document.
He had just reviewed this document, and his eyes showed a hint of a smile as he looked at it.
Wei Ziyun, who entered the room, saw the unhidden smile in Zhuo Xiangqiao's eyes and immediately felt a bit of relief in his heart.
It seemed he had really chosen a good time to come!
He silently praised himself for his knack for picking the right moments.
