Gods Bestow Festival

"The tracking has failed? The VIP token has been left in the Nangong Clan's merchant association?"

Behind the Situ Merchant Association, there was a giant castle complex, and it was filled up with rows of imposing castles. Right now, in the largest castle was a refined and imperious-looking middle-aged man in brown robes who was seated in the study room. He was facing a middle-aged supervisor who was the auction house's Situ Hong.

"Clan Head! This one is useless in handling things. Please punish me."

Situ Hong took a careful look at the emotionless brown-robed man. This middle-aged man didn't have an ordinary status as he was the Situ Clan Head, Situ Ao.

The major and minor clans of the Gods Bestow Tribe were all the same. The old elders would seldom meddle with the affairs and would only step in if the matter was related to the survival of the clan. The rest of the matters would be all handled by the Clan Head.