But he still did not directly continue with what Gao Wencheng had said. Instead, he took several deep breaths in quick succession to calm his emotions as much as possible, and turned his gaze to Gao Junjie, who was standing behind his father, "Xiaojie, would you please tell me the details of what happened tonight?"
"Yes, uncle!"
Although Gao Junjie usually acted arrogantly in public, he did not dare to behave recklessly in front of this uncle. He even refrained from speaking too much, keeping his head down until he heard his uncle's words. Then, he respectfully nodded and began to recount the events of the banquet. As he spoke, his fists clenched involuntarily, and a bitter expression flashed across his eyes.
