A Hall Master of the Black Dragon Commerce Association said, "Responding to Fourth Master Zhao, Old Feng has remained out of sight and we don't know what he's doing."
Feng Huaqiang's wife quickly said, "His phone is unanswered, something might have held him up, Master Zhao, please take your seat first."
Zhao Tai'an frowned slightly. Feng Huaqiang was hosting a banquet but was nowhere to be seen. Even though Feng Huaqiang was his confidant, Zhao Tai'an felt a bit displeased, but he did not delve further into the matter and took his seat at the head table.
"Let's wait for him a bit longer then."
With Zhao Tai'an reporting the matter, everyone put their minds at ease and took their seats. Feng Huaqiang's wife had no choice but to go on stage and say, "All of you, I apologize. Huaqiang was held up by something and is on his way here. Thank you for your patience."
