C523 Bidding

In the private room sat an elderly man dressed in a black robe, his silver hair tied high atop his head. His face was stern, lips tightly pressed, giving off an unapproachable vibe.

Gu Zhuohua gave a slight bow. "Sir."

The old man glanced at her with indifferent eyes, then subtly nodded toward the seat beside him, indicating for her to sit. Gu Zhuohua nodded slightly, lifted her robe