The commotion drew the attention of Xia Liang on the balcony, and he couldn't help but glance over.
As Xiangjiang's hottest rising star, Wu Tong had long been in contact with the city's top echelons. For her to respectfully address someone as "Grandpa Ning," there could only be one person: Ning Jiacheng, the current richest man in Xiangjiang.
"I heard some time ago that Master Xia was here," Old Master Ning Jiacheng said. "I've always wanted to visit but never had the chance. Since I happened to be passing by today, I thought I'd drop in."
Hearing his words, Wu Tong opened her mouth, intending to politely decline as she always did, but the words wouldn't come out. This man was different from all the previous visitors.
If I offend him, there won't be a place left for me in all of Xiangjiang. The thought made Wu Tong hesitate.
