Chapter 2609 Senior Meng
- “Senior Meng, to what do we owe this honor?” The supervisor of Star Picking Pavilion respectfully asked.
- “I’m here for the Stately Painting,” said the white-haired old man slowly.
- “The Stately Painting? Didn’t Headquarters pass the Stately Painting to us for auction?” The purple-robed man frowned.