The people around Chuwei Bai gasped in shock, indeed worthy of the old ancestor.
They had just mentioned someone was coming, and it took several minutes before they heard the sound of propellers. Just how good was the old ancestor's hearing?
Did that mean he heard everyone whispering in the audience?
Impressive!
Some people in the crowd couldn't help but wonder, what if someone farted at the scene...
Duan Xingye's eyes shone, "Weiwei, it must be my Uncle Four who has arrived, shall we go to meet him?"
Bai Chuwei looked indifferent, her tone utterly nonchalant, "No."
He didn't even say a word of thanks for the photo she sent earlier, so she couldn't be bothered with Duan Feihan, that villain. Better to watch the drama unfold.
The old ancestor might not go, but as the host, Liu Jingyuan had no choice but to smile and head towards the outside with a group of people.
