Because of Wu Heng's return, the banquet gathered prominent figures from all walks of life in Shanghai.
This also included Zhongliang, who had been in a bad mood recently.
Ever since Zhongliang witnessed Xiao Tian's terrifying strength that day, he had been worried these past few days.
On one hand, there was his father's order to retrieve the Calm Qi Technique; on the other, Xiao Tian's formidable skills left Zhongliang in despair.
"Sigh."
Zhongliang gloomily took a sip of his drink. At that moment, Wu Heng noticed him from afar. A few days ago, Zhongliang had proactively called him, letting Wu Heng know about his arrival in Shanghai. That was why he invited him to this gathering.
"Zhongliang, right? It's been two years, hasn't it? Come, have a drink!" Wu Heng approached with a wine glass in hand.
"Come, Brother Heng, here's to you!" Zhongliang raised his glass, gulping down the drink with a hint of frustration.
