Translator: Atlas Studios   Editor: Atlas Studios
The patriarch of the Ximen clan, Ximen Jing, was both indignant and angry. He asked Ximen Song with a sullen face, âSongâer, if you lack money, you can tell grandpa. Our Ximen clan hasnât reached the time to auction treasures to pass our days.â
Ximen Song was caught between laughter and tears. He was a legitimate son
of the four great clans. Did he have to secretly auction treasures and be caught red-handed? He slapped his forehead. âGrandpa, why didnât I know that I had sent treasures to auction?â
Ximen Song turned his head and asked the beautiful maid, âMay I ask who asked you to send the key to me?â
He didnât suspect that someone was plotting against him. It was obvious that if it wasnât someone who was especially close to him, they wouldnât have given him such a good treatment. Sure enough, the beautiful maidâs answer almost made Beiting Qing vomit blood from anger. She smiled and said, âLord Ximen Song, it was Lord Beiting Huang who asked us to send it over!â
âThis brat!â Beiting Qing slammed the table and stood up in anger, startling the entire auction house. âWhat treasure did he give up for the auction? Hmph, Iâm sitting here, but he didnât invite me to the special VIP room! How dare he not acknowledge me as his grandfather?â
For the four great families, which had been around for more than 10,000 years, Rubis was the one thing they didnât lack. Instead, they needed treasures. How could the seller who could be invited to the special VIP room by the royal auction house have an ordinary item? It was fine if he auctioned off the precious item, but Beiting Qing wasnât coveting the treasure Beiting Huang was trying to sell. Instead, why wasnât he invited to the special VIP room? This brat was really good at holding grudges. He must be angry that he had chased him out of the capital back then.
As a result, the entire auction house looked at him as if he was a monkey.
Donât think that he couldnât understand the mocking gazes of these people.
âIâm sorry, Old Master. We canât reveal any of the sellerâs privacy!â The beautiful maid looked at Beiting Qing sympathetically. âLord Beiting Huang didnât mention Old Master. She only said to ask Lord Ximen Song to bring all her friends to the special VIP room!â
It meant that this matter was decided by Beiting Huang and had nothing to do with them. This old man was too hot-tempered. The beautiful maid subconsciously took two steps back and boldly urged Ximen Song to follow her with her eyes. She wanted to stay away from this old man.
Ximen Song naturally wouldnât bring Beiting Qing along. He only brought Dongfang Ao, Nangong Qianxi, and the others to the special VIP room behind the beautiful maid.
There was no need to mention the environment in the special VIP room. Even though they were direct descendants of the four great families, this was the first time they had entered the special VIP room. They looked around curiously and sat down. Nangong Qianxi couldnât help but ask, âl really donât know what the leader gave the auction house. Could it be a divine beast?â
âIf itâs a divine beast, the starting price is only tens of billions. It shouldnât be enough for a VIP room of this level. As for what it is, wonât we know in a while?â Ximen Song stared at the auction venue outside. From above, through the enlarged crystal wall, he could see everything below clearly. He sighed in his heart. Indeed, it was good to have power and money!
When the lights in the special VIP room lit up, those people sitting at the auction venue would cast their gazes over at the same time. They clearly knew that they could not see the scene in the VIP room from the outside, but Ximen Song and the others were still filled with vanity.
No one would refuse the admiration of others. Even if this admiration was not obtained by themselves but given to them by Beiting Huang, Ximen Song and the others were still happy and proud to be Beiting Huangs friends..