"Master Huang! Why have you taken the trouble to come here in person!"
Zhang Yuanmou stepped forward quickly, his fists clasped, and bowed to a ninety-degree angle.
No matter what sort of schemes his son had made known to these people, his Zhang Family could not compare even to the tip of an iceberg to these families.
The other party's elevation of his Zhang Family was a favor to them; if he put on airs, he would be courting death.
"Heh heh, Old Zhang, what you say! Today's grand event in the Zhang Family is something this old man might only witness once in his lifetime, so naturally, I should come to see it myself."
Master Huang smiled slightly.
"Master Huang's words are truly too flattering for me. If our hospitality is lacking in any way, please be forgiving, Master Huang."
Zhang Yuanmou exchanged pleasantries, and as he spoke, he quickly grabbed a junior member of the Zhang Family walking by.
