Liang Zilong, clad in a sharp suit, walked over with his hands in his pockets and head raised.
Wu Xiaoshan turned his head and gave Liang Zilong a cold glance, his gaze then lingering on an old man behind him.
Damn it, a weasel paying a visit to the chicken for New Year, surely up to no good.
Are you so afraid that I won't go inside, and mess up your plans?
"Young Master Liang!"
The security guards were suddenly startled, disbelievingly staring at Liang Zilong.
"He knows Sister Li, the phone call just now must have been real. You'd better let him in quickly."
Liang Zilong gave the security guards an indifferent smile, took out an invitation, showed it to them, and proceeded inside.
Watching Liang Zilong go in, the security guards were dumbfounded.
"My apologies, Young Master, we were blind not to recognize you. You may go in now."
With Liang Zilong's words, the security guards no longer dared to stop Wu Xiaoshan.
