Unexpectedly, some people recognized Ling Yun, the super spendthrift who had squandered away even the Moonlight Group!!
"Stop talking. If he hears you saying that in public, you'll only bring trouble upon yourself."
"What's wrong with talking about it?"
"I heard Ling Yun's identity is no simple matter. If you don't believe me, go ahead and say it."
At that, many people no longer dared to speak.
Old Master Qin was here too. From a distance, he saw Ling Yun approaching and broke into a broad grin.
"Little Friend Ling, it is truly this place's honor that you could come."
"Old Master, you flatter me. I'm merely accompanying my wife and daughter here to take a look and broaden our horizons."
The corner of Old Master Qin's mouth twitched. How could Ling Yun not have seen every kind of storm and upheaval? Yet he was still being so modest.
There were so many people here today mainly to exchange knowledge. There was also an antique exhibition featuring something from the Shang Dynasty, borrowed from a museum by some important person. It was an exceptionally rare treasure.
Old Master Qin had come for that very item. He wanted to see it while he was still alive—and touching it would be even better.
"Little Friend Ling, come sit over there with this old man."
"No need. Your side isn't suitable for us. Thank you!"
Ling Yun declined. Old Master Qin's side was full of elderly men. What would be so fun about going there?
Beibei was very direct. She shook her head vigorously. "Great-grandpa, who wants to go with you? They're all old men. How annoying."
Old Master Qin: "..."
"Big Sister, look over there. There seems to be something."
Little One noticed that many people had gathered around something at the