"Today is the Xiao clan's big day, but no one invited me to such a grand banquet. This really disappoints me."
Before Xiao Hong and the others could leave, a deep male voice came from the door. After seeing who it was, Xiao Wuyou and the others' expressions changed slightly. Zhao Huaifeng also looked as if he had seen a ghost.
The guests who just arrived were Xiao Mingyan, Ye Xuan, and others. The other guests also recognized Xiao Mingyan's identity and started to talk among themselves.
"Isn't this the Xiao clan's eldest young master? Didn't they say he had gone berserk and couldn't get out of bed? Why has he suddenly appeared here?"
"That's right, Xiao Mingyan's breathing is stable. He doesn't look injured at all. Who are the people beside him?"
How could Xiao Hong and Xiao Wuyou not see what the others could see? Before today, Xiao Mingyan was almost on his last breath, and he probably wouldn't live for more than a few days.
