At this moment, many people have already arrived at the bidding venue.
Chen Xuan followed Ye Qingxian to find their seats, with Ye Qingxian sitting in the middle, Chen Xuan on the left, and Ashu on the right.
"I'll hold on to this," Chen Xuan took the bidding number plate from Ye Qingxian's hand proactively.
Ye Qingxian didn't object, while Ashu murmured softly, "Miss, do you trust him that much?"
"I'll admit his skills are impressive, but this isn't a battle of martial arts. Can he handle this? What if he messes up?"
Chen Xuan played with the bidding number plate in his hand, chuckling slightly, "In my hands, there's no such thing as messing up."
Ashu's eyes fluctuated, clearly not optimistic about Chen Xuan but dared not express it.
Ye Qingxian seemed indifferent, "I trust Chen Xuan not to sabotage the team."
Chen Xuan nodded with a smile, "That's spot on. I only sabotage competitors."
"Just wait and see how I toy with Han Tianhua."
