C269 Pretending to be the Little Princess

"So it's Young Master Xingming!"

Descending the nearby staircase was an elder clad in a long white robe, clutching a dragon-headed cane, his presence exuding a sharp aura.

"Hmm? Are you the head of this Inksoul Bone Auction House?"

"My apologies for not being aware of Young Master Xingming's visit to our establishment. I regret the oversight and hope you can forgive me."

Xingming