Third Master Qian's face was red as he brought Liu Cheng into the private room. The latter was holding two bottles of high-grade medicinal wine.
After seeing Sun Dahai and the others, he frowned slightly. "Sun Dahai, why are you here?"
"Third Master, I…" Sun Dahai's pupils trembled, and he was so anxious that he was covered in sweat. Although Zhao Chen had said that he was treating Third Master Qian to a meal today, he did not think much of it and thought that Zhou Chen was lying.
However, he did not expect this guy to be telling the truth. His master had actually arrived.
Sun Dahai's lackeys also felt as if they were struck by lightning. They felt as if the end of the world was approaching, and an ominous feeling spread silently in their hearts.
Third Master Qian acutely noticed that Sun Dahai and Zhao Chen probably had a conflict. "Brother Zhao, what's going on? Did this guy offend you?"
