The Legacy Hotel, fifth floor, surveillance room.
Three security guards managing the surveillance have already collapsed on the ground.
Henry Rivera sat with his legs crossed, carefully holding a box, inside which lay a richly fragrant elixir.
"I didn't expect to unexpectedly acquire such a delight today. This elixir's fragrance is exceptionally pure, quite different from those treasures we have in the Carter family's collection—quite interesting..."
The old man beside Henry also spoke out: "Young master, according to the patterns on this elixir, the precise brewing time should be within the last ten days."
"Oh? I wonder where the Mason Family managed to acquire this item. That old fox of the family surprisingly decided to put such a fine elixir up for auction? Could it be that the Mason Family has already gained control of some kind of elixir channel?" Henry mumbled.
