After exiting the elevator, Xia Ning walked towards the right. There was a closed door in front of her, and there were about 20 servants standing on both sides of the corridor. As soon as they saw her, they bowed and greeted her,"miss Asteria."
Xia Ning walked to the door and the two attendants opened it. She walked in directly.
The dining table was very long, a full ten meters. There was a Brass Candle Stand in the middle, and the candle flame on the candle stand swayed in the wind.
Xia Ning looked up at the man at the end of the table, who was teasing the Surat family's master, her grandfather.
His hair was white, and his face was full of wrinkles. From the outline of his face, one could tell that he had been a handsome man when he was young. The majesty and sharpness in his eyes were as hard to ignore as ever. Now that he was almost 80 years old, he still controlled the entire Surat family's lifeline.
