Before the group could leave the banquet hall, they saw a handsome young man standing at the door and looking around calmly.
The people around him also looked at him curiously, trying to guess which family this imposing young man was from.
When he saw no familiar faces, Meng Yu's brows furrowed slightly. He thought, 'It seems that Guan Lei isn't here. That's good. I can settle matters with the Jiang couple first.'
Old Master Xiang, who had come to welcome the guests, saw Meng Yu and enthusiastically greeted him. He was a man of culture and status; it would not do for him to bow and bend the knee to just anyone.
Xiang Tian was completely different. As soon as he saw Meng Yu, a flattering smile seemed to weld onto his face, and flowery words of flattery constantly spewed forth from his lips, "President Meng, it's the Xiang family's fortune to have you here. President Meng, this way, please. We have reserved the seat of honor for you."
