"Hahaha, Master Sun, please come in!" Zheng Jiyie's face was filled with excitement as he led an elderly man inside.
The old man was dressed in a green Tang suit, his spirit sharp and vigorous. He moved with a dragon-like stride and a tiger's gait, making a deep impression. This man was none other than Divine Doctor Sun Tianyang.
"Hmm." In the face of Zheng Jiyie's enthusiasm, Sun Tianyang simply gave a faint nod. He glanced around the Zheng Family residence, nodding to himself in approval.
Although Zheng Mingye was the richest man in Jiangling, he was a low-key person, living not in a luxurious villa but in a rather traditional old house. This old house, however, was by no means cheap; it boasted a history of several hundred years.
