Following the previous entry, the banquet hall doors opened once again, this time to admit a large group of people, led by a dignified middle-aged man and an elderly figure with graying hair, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, followed by a throng of individuals.
"Is that him?"
Ye Luo's gaze turned toward the old man, his eyes flashing with a hint of surprise. The old man was the same one who had suffered a heart attack in the shopping mall during the encounter with a group of robbers, whom Ye Luo had subsequently saved and later helped out of the police station. It seemed he was the president of some Ancient Cultural Relics Association, named Chen Baoshan.
With the arrival of these two individuals, the guests at the party immediately surged forward to greet them, all wearing smiles indicative of the importance of the two men's identities.
"Auntie, who are these two people?"
Ye Luo walked up to Luo Jingxuan and asked.
