"Mister Wei, no need to be polite. You are my guest, please take a seat."
Saying this, the buff man extended his hand and asked him to sit.
Wei Xiao Bei was startled as he could not resist the power of the other party's hand.
"Are you Lord Shing Wong?"
Wei Xiao Bei could not help but ask.
"That's right, this god is a Shing Wong."
The buff man laughed. If his chest was exposed and his sleeves were rolled up, he would look very similar to the Black Whirlwind Li Kui.
"Mister Wei must have thought that I would be a white-bearded old man right?"
Shing Wong sat beside Wei Xiao Bei and took the tea that the maid had served and smiled.
The one Wei Xiao Bei thought was not only a white-bearded old man, but he also thought that the Shing Wong was a big-bellied long-bearded middle-aged man. He had truly never expected this.
