Chapter 389 : Pressure That Quells the World
On the day of the once-every-twenty-years grand auction hosted by the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion, Duanshan City was packed with people.
Even the usually quiet outskirts were jammed with traffic, not to mention the always-bustling city center, which had become even more crowded.
Last time had already been a grand occasion, but with twenty more years of development and the Pavilion's growing fame—now with branches across over a dozen surrounding continents—this auction had drawn an even bigger crowd.
In front of the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion's main hall, a space that was typically very spacious had become shoulder-to-shoulder packed.
The VIP guests were treated better; they could go directly to the second floor. But ordinary guests had to enter through the main entrance and pass through the first-floor lobby.
Fang Ting stood at the top-floor window, gazing down at the scene below, his expression reflective and emotional.
