Chu Ge said this with a lack of energy, not at all as lively as before.
Zhao Wuji became even more suspicious. He tensely looked at Chu Ge and asked again, "Mr. Chu, are you really alright? Your complexion doesn't look too good. Is it because you didn't rest well last night?"
That shouldn't be the case. As an Ancient Martial Artist, even if one were to cultivate martial arts all night without sleep, they wouldn't feel tired or show any signs of fatigue on their face. Yet today, Chu Ge looked as though he was extremely exhausted from the past few days.
Chu Ge nodded gently. He indeed did not rest well last night, but there was a more important reason than that.
"I'll explain in detail later. For now, tell me about the situation with this auction."
Chu Ge pinched the bridge of his nose, sat up straight, and rested one hand on the tea table in front of him, lightly tapping it now and then.
