Originally, the table at a banquet is a place of joy, where relatives and friends chat and laugh exuberantly, brag and shoot the breeze, but here, it was abnormally tense and chilly.
Violence was about to erupt at any moment!
Creak!
Just when the atmosphere around the table had turned icy, the door to the private room was pushed open, and an old man strode in with the vigor of a dragon and the fierceness of a tiger. Seeing everyone in the room standing, he uttered a sound of surprise.
All eyes in the private room instantly turned to the old man, who was quite puzzled himself. He stepped outside to check the room number and then said he had entered the wrong one.
"Damn it, you senile old fart, are you blind? Don't you know this is the Mayor's son's private room?"
Before the old man with a youthful-looking face could enter, Shao Xu's rage got the better of him, and he smashed a wine bottle, cursing very rudely.
"Shao Xu, shut your mouth."
