Before the Buddha, a Green Lamp Burned with Karmic Fire

It was still Hong Fu Lou.

Before arriving, Xiao Yucheng had racked his brains over how Da Zhe had managed to invite Grandpa Jin, and he was extremely surprised. Although the old man had kept a low profile over the past ten years, looking like he was waiting to die in a nursing home, people still had to show some respect for the old man.

Fortunately, those idiot underlings of his had gotten lost and gone somewhere else last night. They had not made a move. Otherwise, dealing with the peace-making banquet arranged by the old man today would have been difficult.

But... those were two places at opposite ends of the country, and there were road signs all along the way. Those guys were locals, too. How could they possibly have gotten lost?

It was downright bizarre.

Xiao Yucheng plastered a smile across his face, pushed open the private-room door, and immediately laughed loudly. "Oh, Grandpa Jin! Grandpa Jin, long time no see! Sorry I'm late. I'll punish myself with three drinks later! What, you haven't ordered yet? Waiter!"

Da Zhe and Grandpa Jin had already arrived and were sitting there drinking tea.

"Xiao Yucheng, don't shout yet." Grandpa Jin chuckled and beckoned to him.

Xiao Yucheng sat down directly, but from beginning to end, he did not give Da Zhe a proper look. "Come, Grandpa Jin, let me offer you some tea!"

"Heh heh, it's rare for you to be so thoughtful." Grandpa Jin smiled without warmth.

Xiao Yucheng smiled just as insincerely. "What are you saying! When I first started out, I wasn't technically under you, but our gangs were still brothers and allies, weren't they? You're my senior, after all. That never changes!"

"You really are thoughtful. There are very few young people like you these