If Ling Feng had seen Wang Laogen in the county or provincial city, he wouldn't have been so surprised.
He had just arrived in Demon Capital, and to see this old man in a street restaurant, he found it utterly unexpected!
With a grin on his face, Wang Laogen waved and said, "Come over here, it's really me, could there be a fake?"
Scratching his head, Ling Feng, holding Chen Yuhe's hand, walked up and saw the old man sitting alone at the table, so he sat down and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Would you believe me if I said it's a coincidence?" Wang Laogen laughed.
"No way! That would be too much of a coincidence, right?" Ling Feng shook his head.
Wang Laogen hummed in agreement, "Indeed, so this is not a coincidence. I came here specifically for you."
"Why?" Ling Feng was completely puzzled.
"This isn't the place to talk. Aren't you here to try the restaurant's special dishes? Let's talk after you've eaten!"
