"Brother Lin, what are you laughing at?" Zhou Botong glanced at Lin Tian and asked curiously.
He couldn't hear the conversation at the second floor's private seats, much less the conversation between the Yun Family grandfather and grandson, so he didn't understand what Lin Tian's smile meant. In his view, Lin Tian had a dispute with Li Wenrong and shouldn't hope for the Li Family to steal the spotlight.
"Nothing much, I just find it interesting that a mere auction item can reflect all facets of human life," Lin Tian said with a smile.
"Look, Brother Lin, you're only eighteen, right? Why are you making such remarks? People who don't know any better would think you're an old man. You should learn from me. Say what young people should say. When it's time to joke around, you got to joke around. If you use up all your profound thoughts now, what will you talk about when you're old?" Zhou Botong said earnestly.
