Crossing the bar on the tyrant: the only favorite

Chapter 125 Meeting a Great Talent 4
His gaze passed, and everyone looked at him with bated breath.

Everyone had flattering smiles on their faces.

Everyone's eyes are full of hope.

Mr. Murong finally put down the teacup in his hand, and coughed lightly.

The arena was instantly extremely quiet.

Even Qiu Yishui and Yunxuan were influenced by their surroundings, unconsciously breathed lightly, held hands tightly together, and stared at him intently.

Young Master Murong opened his vermilion lips lightly, his voice was like pearls, tapping on the jade stone.

"Everyone, there is only one last word and one painting left today."

There was a moment of silence in the arena, and then a more intense storm broke out.

"Sell it to me."

"You must sell it to me."

There were quite a few people waving their hands desperately at Mr. Murong, trying to get his attention.But no one dared to cross a circle drawn with charcoal on the ground.

Only Qiu Yishui and Yunxuan didn't shout, but watched the scene with interest.

It's really worth going out of the palace today, how can there be such a lively scene in the palace.

Mr. Murong glanced over Qiu Yishui and Yunxuan, and there was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

He gently raised the hand holding the folding fan, and pressed it down as a signal.

The people who were familiar with him knew that he had selected the candidate to sell calligraphy and paintings, so they became quiet again and looked at him eagerly.

Mr. Murong came in front of Qiu Yishui and Yunxuan, his eyes swept back and forth between their faces.

Then he smiled slightly and asked, "Aren't you two here to buy calligraphy and paintings?"

His voice was soft and his smile was warm.

But Qiu Yishui shivered inexplicably, as if he had found out that he had done something wrong.

His eyes seem to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

Yunxuan didn't notice any difference, and replied before Qiu Yishui: "If you are willing to sell it to us, of course you will."

Young Master Murong smiled brightly again, but this time the smile was very reassuring.

"I can sell it to you. You two, who wants calligraphy and who wants painting?"

Sighs rang out all around, and everyone's faces collapsed, lowering their eyes in disappointment.

(This is the end of today's update, and I will update it tomorrow. At the tenth update, I can hardly turn my head, so I'm going to slow down.)
(End of this chapter)