At this time, Dong Ziwei slammed his wine cup upside down on the table with a thud.
Seeing this, a group of Yellow Level Commanders turned their eyes towards him, looking at him with some confusion.
Among them, the youngest of the Profound Level Commanders, Le Zhengyang, looked at Dong Ziwei with a smile and asked, "Brother Dong, what's the matter? Who has offended you?"
Jiang Huan also took a sip of his wine and looked over.
Dong Ziwei was a rough-looking middle-aged man with a full beard. At this moment, he had already drunk quite a bit, and without using his cultivation to dissolve the alcohol, plus his intention to get drunk, he was already quite tipsy.
He called out, "I am seeking justice for Brother Jiang. Brother Jiang greeted him with a smile, but that Gu Chen, relying on a bit of fame, dared to refuse Brother Jiang's invitation, which is very disrespectful!"
Jiang Huan heard this but said nothing, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
