"Judge Yang Qing..."
Yang Qing was pulled from his thoughts by a soft call from Meng Song.
"Sorry," Yang Qing said, smiling. "It really is beautiful," he added, sighing in amazement at the Dawn Cloud Oak Tree, which seemed even more massive and wondrous the closer they got, especially the leaves, which now that they had anchored to it, felt like they held a miniature world of their own, like Yang Shitong's nest.
"Thank you. Though I'm sure you have seen better," Meng Song said, smiling at Yang Qing.
"The auction should start within the next hour and a half. I will guide you to your section," Han Bai promptly followed, gesturing this way with his hands as they all disembarked from the ferry. There, they were greeted with a bow by Li Gang, who, seemingly expecting them, was already waiting by the entrance leading to the phoenix-like auction house.
"Judge Yang Qing, I am glad you could make it," he said, smiling as he cupped his fists toward Yang Qing, bowing slightly.
