As they spoke, Ruan Juntao threw a glance at Tian Lei that was faint yet unmistakable, betraying a hint of envy in his eyes.
That was the elder of the people at this table, someone whose ability and seniority commanded enough respect for anyone present to address as "Elder."
Even if Ruan Juntao's family was influential and wealthy, should his father be present, he too would have risen and respectfully greeted Long Zhong as "Third Elder."
He had indeed not expected Tian Lei to have the chance encounter of meeting such a person.
However, the envy in his eyes when he looked at Tian Lei was only fleeting at the beginning.
Even if he were really angry, he should not have wasted the opportunity for Third Elder to help on someone like Ye Xiao.
To Ruan Juntao, this young man was worthless except for the air about him.
