C3572 The Daughter of the King of the Sea

Great auction hall, mysterious pavilion.

An old man in a brown robe with fluffy hair and sunken eyebrows was making tea by himself.

From the window next to him, he could see the beautiful scenery outside and the people at the entrance of the trade route.

At this moment, a seven or eight-year-old child hurriedly ran into the pavilion and said in a panic, "Patriarch!"

The old man frowned