As smart as Su Chengren was, he naturally knew that Xu Wenping was right.
With his martial arts, it was really not impossible for him to take him away without anyone noticing.
Even if he shouted and attracted his bodyguards, almost none of them could survive a single move from Xu Wenping.
The difference in strength was too great, so it did not matter whether they came or not.
Su Chengren, who was not confident, sat down with an ugly expression.
"Should there be tea or red wine?"
Xu Wenping also sat down and crossed his legs, looking relaxed.
Su Chengren gritted his teeth and stood up again. He walked to the wine cabinet beside him and took out red wine and wine glasses.
After pouring two cups, he walked back with one cup in front of him and the other one pushed to Xu Wenping.
"You don't have to look at me like that. Actually, we can be considered relatives."
