An inexplicable hush settled over the entire antiques room.
Jun Wangchen narrowed his eyes at the mocking look on Huo Feixing's face. Without another word, he continued searching through the other antiques.
Yet an unreadable glint flashed through his eyes, unnoticed by anyone.
At the sight, Zhou Rou'er knitted her delicate brows and turned to Huo Sanjian, her voice tinged with displeasure. "Master Huo, he certainly lives up to his reputation as the genius you trained. Mr. Huo is quite 'nimble,' isn't he?"
Anyone with eyes could see that Jun Wangchen had spotted the snuff bottle before Huo Feixing, but just as Jun Wangchen reached for it, Huo Feixing had snatched it away. He really was shameless.
A trace of embarrassment crossed Huo Sanjian's face, and he struggled to maintain his dignity.
Truthfully, he had never expected Huo Feixing to snatch an antique Jun Wangchen had already chosen. It showed a decidedly poor character.
"Rou'er, that's how contests work. How can you win if you aren't a little 'quick on your feet'?" Zhou Fangzun patted Zhou Rou'er's shoulder and laughed heartily.
Zhou Rou'er naturally caught the meaning behind Zhou Fangzun's words. She merely smiled and said nothing more.
Her eyes, however, brimmed with scorn.
Huo Sanjian grew even more embarrassed, inwardly cursing Huo Feixing for having no principles and even stealing an antique Jun Wangchen had set his sights on.
Having secured the snuff bottle, Huo Feixing paid no attention to what anyone thought. To him, only the final victory mattered.
With just one minute left in the contest, Jun Wangchen continued choosing among the antiques, unhurried and calm.
He had discovered quite a few valuable antiques during that time and was now selecting the most valuable among them.
The time limit was fast approaching, yet Jun Wangchen still had