The auction continued amid chaos and subtle tension. All sorts of useful and useless items—though most still held a certain commemorative value—were brought up for bidding. Yet both the sellers and bidders seemed distracted, leaving the atmosphere unable to heat up. The unsold rate was noticeably higher than usual.
In this atmosphere, having one or two more Auction Items go unsold seemed perfectly normal.
"Tomiya Kenta is probably beating his chest in frustration. What a waste of those nice steps they laid out for you..."
"That was only what they thought." Bai Xinyan rested her chin on Zhang Yingying's shoulder and laughed softly. "Someone has been holding his head so high it's practically in the sky. Maybe all he can see is the sky—no, the sea of stars!"
"Don't use alcohol as an excuse to act crazy!"
Zhang Yingying warned her, only to receive a kiss on the cheek from Bai Xinyan. The two immediately started tussling.
Ronan ignored the small commotion in the room and continued his preparations in an orderly fashion. He had Blood Demon explain in greater detail the properties of the materials he was about to use—the Covenant Book and that specially made stylus.
It really looked as though he intended to make a proper painting this time.
The problem was, he had done nothing but prepare. There was still no painting!
Just then, there was another knock on the private room's door. Kawahara Machiko came personally once more to inform him, "Mister Luo, it's almost time."
"Oh? How do we get there?"
"Please follow me."
Blood Demon bared his teeth. Rather than nervousness or worry, he seemed intensely excited. "Hey, hey, you're really doing this live? Don't say I didn't warn you—improvised speaking and creating, that sort of thing... you could easily overlook details. People