Everyone could tell that Lu Chengwen was pretending to be close.
His performance was exaggerated, affected, stiff, and fake...
Jiang Yuanzheng's mouth twitched.
He suddenly could not figure out what Lu Chengwen was doing.
Had he always been such a sincere person? Was that why he was so awkward at pretending?
No! He was doing it on purpose! That little bastard was deliberately disgusting the Tianwu Clan.
The Patriarch looked at Lu Chengwen with a cold smile. "Cheng Wen, you're too polite."
Lu Chengwen buttered up the Patriarch, spouted a bunch of nonsensical pleasantries, then returned to his seat. The moment he sat down, his expression vanished. He said nothing, looked at no one, and simply stared straight at the food on the table.
Jiang Yuanzheng felt incredibly awkward and was just about to ease the tense atmosphere.
At that moment, a representative of the Song family rose to his feet.
He stood eight feet tall, with a remarkably handsome face and the air of an immortal.
Smiling, he held up his wine cup. "Everyone! How about a toast?"
The crowd enthusiastically responded.
Song Yunshen smiled. "This toast is for CEO Lu!"
Everyone looked toward Lu Chengwen. Lu Chengwen raised his head, unsure what trick the other man was playing.
He could only awkwardly smile and raise his cup.
The man walked up to CEO Lu.
"Everyone! This is an unprecedented occasion—a banquet between Tianwu and one of the Four Great Families, the Jiang Family. A gathering founded on cooperation and shared prosperity, where we sit together for dialogue and drink, without clashing weapons or blood feuds."
"If we wish to accomplish anything and build friendship, we must face facts and confront matters that have already happened, objectively exist, and cannot be changed. Namely, the fierce battle some time ago