Arriving at the private lobby, Nash was greeted by the auctioneer from earlier, Lilliana.
"Greetings, Your Highness!" Nash, Camila, Elizabeth, even Alexus and Hans, their guardians, quickly bowed in respect.
Unlike Azaela, whom they could joke around with, this was a powerhouse they had no connection to.
"Relax, I'm just here to meet one of our major customers. I didn't expect it would be such a promising man." Lilliana smiled, seeing Nash.
"Thank you for the praise, Your Highness."
"Oh, quite humble, are we?"
Seeing she couldn't tease Nash, Lilliana went straight to the point.
"Can you tell me about yourself? Why would that old Azaela borrow money for you?"
Azaela was one of the most miser Planetary Masters, as far as she knew.
Yet just after the auction, hearing he borrowed 10 quadrillion chronos, she couldn't help but be shocked.
Investigating further, she discovered the root cause was this man before her.
