As the auction began, the breaths of most people in the room quickened, their eyes shining with fervor!
Those who had come here had perspectives and insights far beyond ordinary people. Today, they faced a Holy Grail that might just be the one from the legendary Last Supper. Everyone was thrilled; even a glance would be sufficient.
Ye Chenfeng was somewhat expectant, but he was engrossed in the recent "Kiss of the Demon God" incident, curious not only about its occurrence but also about the identity of the person who had bid against him.
Logically speaking, the "Kiss of the Demon God" was just a fantastical legend, merely a symbol. Why then had someone bid over a hundred million for it?
The only explanation was that this person knew everything about the "Kiss of the Demon God;" this person must definitely be someone he knew well.
However, Ye Chenfeng now had no time for distractions; he was waiting for the Emperor of Night, who was his ultimate target for the evening.