The auction hall wasn't very crowded, with about a hundred people at most. At a glance, the crowd was split into thirds: one-third were blond and blue-eyed, one-third wore white robes, and one-third were of Asian descent.
Without a doubt, everyone present was wealthy.
Lin Chu scanned the room but didn't see any particularly familiar faces.
'Oh well...'
'In a circle like this, I'm probably the real stranger.'
'New money, after all.'
The old money families were all deeply intertwined. Even if they hadn't directly collaborated, they had certainly all heard of each other by reputation.
The accumulation of wealth and prestige went hand in hand, with fame and influence compounding over time.
'And me? I've been at this for less than six months, all told.'
Mentally, Lin Chu had always wanted to slow down and ease his pace. He'd even considered taking three to five years to gradually consolidate everything he'd already acquired.
'But I just can't seem to stay idle.'
