Thinking about Huo Sining just returning from Mizhi, Badasang's heart suddenly jumped, faintly guessing something. His gaze toward Huo Sining became fervent.
Badanile, after all, had lived decades longer than Badasang, naturally possessing deeper scheming and fortitude than his son. Although he also sensed that what Huo Sining was about to say was related to gambling on mines, his demeanor remained calm.
He shot a deep glance at Huo Sining, quickly nodded at Badasang, and then stood up:
"Miss Huo, please follow me."
Gambling on mines is of great consequence, and Badanile certainly wouldn't allow any missteps. He led Huo Sining to a highly concealed secret chamber and activated soundproofing equipment, ensuring nothing would go wrong. Only then did he look at Huo Sining, eyes carrying a subtle expectation, saying:
"Miss Huo, go ahead."
