After such a long time, he had already given her face.
Some of the guests who came wanted to bid farewell and leave. It was an unusual time now, and Zhang Ronghua and the others had gained power. The longer they stayed, the more disadvantageous it would be for them.
Although the Grand Preceptor and the Grand Guardian had left, their butler stayed behind.
It was like an invisible mountain pressing down on his head. He did not dare to express his thoughts.
In the lobby.
The eyes of the guests fell on Pang Dawei. He was the manager of the Tianji Pavilion, a Rank-2 and Zhao Huan's confidant. With Zhao Huan's death, Zhang Ronghua was in a bad situation and could fall at any time.
Without turning around, everyone's sharp gazes fell on him. They could still feel that he wanted to be the one to stand out, and they felt bitter in their hearts.
