At this moment, Wang Baiming suddenly said, "You guys have to hurry up. There are only 20 minutes left for this match."
Zhong Ling'er couldn't be bothered to argue with Lu Xiaoya anymore. She turned to look at Kong Liancheng and said, "Let's hurry up and choose."
Kong Liancheng's gaze swept across the stall. "The waters in the antique trade are deep, especially calligraphy and paintings. There are too many counterfeits. Therefore, we must be careful and not be too hasty."
Zhong Ling'er was an impetuous person, and she couldn't wait to take a painting from the stall and finish her business.
But since Kong Liancheng had said so, she could only follow his orders.
At the same time, she kept an eye on Lu Xiaoya's situation.
Lu Xiaoya was also a little anxious. "Ye Feng, what should we do now?"
Ye Feng only casually glanced at a few stalls nearby.
He seemed to be careless.