Ding Mo and his group walked towards the leisure area behind the venue.
Since Song Yun rarely attended the high society parties in Magic Capital and had completely handed over the company affairs to his father, Ye, the people were not very familiar with this new wealthiest man of Magic Capital, and he was not recognized along the way.
Following Ding Mo to the back, they entered a room.
Inside the room stood an old man leaning on a cane, and from the deep wrinkles on his face, it was clear that he was well over eighty years old.
"Master Gong, I've brought an interesting junior to look at some stones,"
Ding Mo said respectfully from behind the old man.
Master Gong was virtually a living fossil in the jade circle, already a centenarian this year, yet he was still hearing well and not losing his teeth—an undeniable legend.
