Chapter 88: Infiltrating the Silvercrest Clan
The old man led Rhain and Seris up the grand, spiraling staircase toward the second floor of the Mirravele Auction House.
They stepped into a lavishly decorated VIP section reserved specifically for the Solari Clan.
The tables were already laden with exquisite spirit fruits, roasted delicacies, and jugs of premium wine.
The most prominent feature of the room, however, was the massive, transparent crystal window that offered a sweeping, unobstructed view of the grand auction stage and the sea of seats below.
Rhain unceremoniously threw himself onto the central velvet couch, casually draping his arm over the backrest while keeping Seris close to his side.
He perfectly maintained Jarek's arrogant, indifferent posture, picking up a spirit grape and tossing it into his mouth.
Down below, the venue was rapidly filling up.
Rhain's disguised eyes calmly swept across the massive hall.
