Second Uncle looked at Vermilion Bird more and more, feeling that this person was somewhat offbeat.
In his heart, he pondered silently,
once the gathering was over, he would make Chen Sheng cut down on his interactions with these questionable characters.
He only had this one nephew, and it wouldn't do for him to be led astray.
As for what Second Uncle was thinking,
Vermilion Bird naturally had no clue.
On the contrary, he was quite enthusiastically introducing the other two people at the table.
"This is Li...Li Shangcao."
This was a burly middle-aged man.
"And this here is Sun Erkai."
This individual was a gaunt old man.
During the introductions,
Vermilion Bird was stared at with meaningful glances by both Li Wuji and Sun Yihe.
But as if oblivious, he seemed quite satisfied with the names he had concocted.
Looking at the two older gentlemen and one younger man at the table,
