Ling Feng gave Wang Laogen a sidelong glance, "What's the matter, can't a guy from the village be curious?"
"Speechless, can't you at least care a little about your image?" Wang Laogen rolled his eyes.
"Absolutely not!"
Chen Yuhe looked at the old and the young, shaking her head helplessly.
They entered the banquet hall, an exceptionally large space, probably the size of half a soccer field.
Ling Feng surveyed the surroundings and couldn't help but exclaim, "What a waste to leave such a huge place empty!"
"What would you do if it were yours?" Wang Laogen asked with ulterior motives.
"If it were mine, I'd fill it with tables and open a restaurant!"
Wang Laogen: "..."
Although the banquet hall was huge, there weren't many people there, and it wasn't clear if it was still early or if that was all the guests expected.
Among the scattered twenty or so people, Ling Feng thought he recognized no one, but after a glance, his gaze suddenly locked on the face of a young man!
Chu Bo!
