Qiao Xi and Huo Sijiao returned to their seats when the auction was nearing its end.
By Huo Xingzhou's side was a red velvet long box, which appeared to have just been won at the auction.
Next to him, Huo Beiting was brazenly showing off the "Longevity Map of Pine and Crane," huddling with a few people to appreciate it.
Those people were all flattering, full of compliments.
The value of being an heir to the Huo Family was no small matter, representing the pinnacle of Haicheng's elite. Huo Beiting had indeed been born into good fortune.
"The elder has acquired an authentic piece, Mr. Huo Senior must be very pleased."
"I heard that on your seventieth birthday you will be announced as the successor, we hope you'll take good care of us then."
Huo Beiting, feeling inflated with pride, waved his hand with a smile and said, "That hasn't been decided yet."
"Who else could compete with you? That crippled waste? Ha, he can't even be a real man."
