As the team leader finished speaking, the female meteorologist below quickly sent out an official announcement.
Meanwhile, inside the interrogation room.
"Boss."
Fatty looked at Zhang Tian.
"Mhm, no rush, there's still some time."
Zhang Tian nodded, his gaze fixed on the sky.
He showed no sign of nervousness, appearing quite calm instead.
Zhang Tian closed his eyes slightly.
The scene continued.
The image now showed events from a few days later.
Zhang Tian stood at the entrance of the siheyuan.
Before him stood Hu Bayi, Fatty, Shirley Yang, and others.
"Boss, I heard Professor Li and the others have returned."
"They'll probably come to visit us in a few days."
Fatty muttered from the side.
Zhang Tian glanced towards a nearby spot.
Professor Li had finally returned to Beili after several days.
When Zhang Tian had left last time, he had conveniently arranged for a carriage, which meant Professor Li and his group had to travel to Kuncheng on foot.
Then they had to take a train, which naturally caused a significant delay.
"Let him come on his own. We'll set off then."
Zhang Tian said, standing up and walking ahead.
Zhang Tian stood in the center, exuding a leader-like aura.
"I'm really looking forward to it. I wonder what items will be at the auction this time. If it's just some small trinkets, then Fatty won't be interested."
A glint appeared in Fatty's eyes.
Fatty was now quite the experienced individual, and he naturally looked down on minor items.
"Fatty, you might want to temper your expectations. The items there likely won't be as valuable as your armor."
Hu Bayi said casually.
Fatty touched his cheek.
"How can that be compared? That's the Qilin Armor that Fatty personally crafted. It's priceless."
Fatty pouted, a hint of pride on his face.
As they walked down the street, the movements of Zhang Tian and his group attracted considerable attention.
After all, in Beili, the only ones who could walk around like this without getting into trouble were likely Zhang Tian's team.
Fatty walked with even more swagger, his gait seemingly arrogant and unconcerned with anyone.
"Hey, Boss, what's up with Brother Er? Haven't seen him in ages."
Fatty seemed to recall something and asked from the side.
"I'm not sure either, he seems to have been staying at home."
"I'll go check on him another day."
Zhang Tian shook his head.
Zhang Qilin hadn't left the house for two or three days. Given his usual personality, he should have been out and about.
In fact, Zhang Tian had sensed something was off when they parted ways that day.
But he couldn't quite pinpoint what it was, and due to other matters, he hadn't dwelled on it.
"He probably just wants to spend more time at home. I used to be like that too."
Shirley Yang chimed in.
Zhang Tian nodded and didn't say anything further.
Soon, they arrived at the New Moon Hotel.
As an auction was about to be held, the New Moon Hotel was unusually bustling.
Countless people were gathered there.
Many luxury cars were parked outside the hotel.
The scene was quite grand.
Zhang Tian looked around and noticed that many foreigners had appeared at the entrance of the New Moon Hotel.
This was surprising, as the New Moon Hotel did not typically receive foreigners.
They weren't even allowed to dine inside.
However, this time, foreigners had been invited, which was a rare occurrence that caused Zhang Tian a little surprise.
"Could it be that they know Beili's consumption power has started to decline, and that's why they've made an exception to invite foreigners?"
Zhang Tian pondered. Perhaps that was the only explanation.
After all, several major forces in Beili had been merged by Zhang Tian.
Zhang Tian saw no reason to buy his own items with his own money.
And because of this, as the prominent families in Beili stopped spending, Yin Xinyue had to make an exception and allow foreigners in.
This would not only break tradition but also inject fresh capital, thereby increasing the potential revenue of the auction.
Although it went against their ancestral teachings, Yin Xinyue had no choice but to do so to fulfill Zhang Tian's promise.
"Huh, Boss, why are there so many foreigners here?"
Fatty looked around at the large gathering of foreigners.
It looked like a foreign gathering.
"It's probably to increase the capital."
Shirley Yang wasn't too concerned.
She had some understanding of business matters.
"Mhm, the major families in Beili have been consolidated. Without their support, the New Moon Hotel naturally lost a significant amount of funds, so they had to find other avenues."
Zhang Tian agreed.
"So that's what happened. No wonder there are so many foreigners. Heh, perfect, this time we'll scare those foreigners with our auction items."
Fatty chuckled.
The thought of the foreigners' expressions made Fatty excited.
As they approached the hotel entrance.
A crowd of foreigners were gathered outside.
Upon seeing Zhang Tian, their gazes all turned towards him.
"John, who is that? Why is he so eye-catching?"
A blond man asked another.
"The one in the middle, I've heard of him. He's from an antique shop in Beili, and everyone calls him Young Master Zhang."
John pointed at Zhang Tian and said.
"Tch, some old antique shop owner, what's there to be so impressed about?"
"That's just how Chinese people are, they love to put on a show."
The young man sneered dismissively.
His gaze shifted away from Zhang Tian.
"Boss, someone was just pointing at us. Fatty will go deal with them."
Fatty said somewhat angrily.
Was his boss someone who could be pointed at casually?
"No need. Just make sure to bring more money then."
Zhang Tian waved his hand.
He didn't pay much attention to these people.
To Zhang Tian, they were like ants, easily crushed with a single blow.
They passed through the crowd.
Zhang Tian reached the entrance, and the hostess specifically invited him in.
Shortly after Zhang Tian and his group entered.
A red SUV stopped at the entrance of the auction house.
"Fatty, we're not late, are we?"
A clear voice rang out.
Then, the SUV door opened.
A man dressed in black leather shoes, a red jacket, and black trousers slowly got out.
He wore a pair of black sunglasses.
He looked somewhat dashingly rogue.
"Tianzhen, you drove too fast. Fatty almost couldn't take it."
Fatty gagged slightly, his face pale.
"That's not fast, that's my speed."
"Alright, Fatty, let's go inside. We've finally returned, shouldn't we first see if anything has changed inside?"
Wu Tianzhen said with a smile.
His face now held a hint of confidence.
"Tianzhen, haven't you noticed, there are so many foreigners around? I heard the New Moon Hotel doesn't allow foreigners in."
Fatty looked around and couldn't help but ask.
"Something must have gone wrong. I inquired, and Grandpa isn't coming, so he asked me to represent him. This might be part of it."
Wu Tianzhen said.
He also seemed a little puzzled.
"Brother Tianzhen!"
Suddenly, a voice interrupted Wu Tianzhen's words.
Wu Tianzhen looked back.
He saw Huo Xiuxiu smiling at him.
"Xiuer, I didn't expect you to be here too. Is your grandmother coming?"
Wu Tianzhen asked.
"No, Grandma said I should come on her behalf."
Huo Xiuxiu shook her head.
"It's strange. I've been away from home for a year and a half, and Beili has changed so much."
Wu Tianzhen touched his cheek, a smile on his face.
"Then let's go in together."
Wu Tianzhen said, and the three of them walked towards the New Moon Hotel.
"Brother Tianzhen, you've changed so much. Your skin has become so fair too."
Huo Xiuxiu looked at Wu Tianzhen's skin, which was fairer than hers, and couldn't help but feel curious.
"Of course."
Wu Tianzhen gave a mysterious smile.