Qi Si quickly calmed down and sat back down under Bo Yanqi's soothing.
Yu Zhen asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"
Qi Si shook his head. "I'm fine."
"Sorry, I lost my composure just now." Qi Si looked at the auctioneer onstage apologetically.
The auctioneer reacted quickly as well, saying with a smile, "It seems Young Master Qi was so stunned by Miss Jiang's painting that he couldn't help himself. That's perfectly understandable."
Qi Si smiled.
After that brief interruption passed, everyone's attention returned to the painting itself.
Because of Qi Si's earlier reaction, everyone became even more interested in the painting.
Those determined to obtain it regarded Qi Si and the others as their greatest rivals, instinctively looking toward them for a reaction every time they bid.
Unfortunately, they were all disappointed. Qi Si and the others had no intention of bidding at all.
Qi Si had recovered by then. Seeing that Bo Yanqi had no intention of bidding, he asked, "You're not bidding? You don't want this painting?"
Bo Yanqi watched Qi Si for a moment. Once he was sure Qi Si had truly recovered, he said quietly, "I don't really need it. Do you want it?"
Qi Si felt a little conflicted.
He cared deeply about the painting's connection to Morning Light Orphanage and wanted to buy it back to study it.
But he also felt there was no real need.
He had already visited the orphanage. Obtaining the painting would not mean all that much.
"No need. It's not very useful to me." Qi Si shook his head.
More than a painting, he hoped he could meet its creator in person.
But the artist was already dead. Was he supposed to go looking for them in the Netherworld?
Qi Wang and Yu Zhen had been secretly watching