Chen Chuan glanced at Cheng Zhou. At his current level of spiritual cultivation, he could naturally tell that the old gentleman meant every word sincerely. He was not deliberately trying to curry favor with him or win his goodwill because of Cheng Zitong.
It was clear that Old Master had been proud and unyielding his entire life. He would never bow his head over matters of principle unless something more important and more worthwhile made him willing to lower himself.
Much of this old gentleman's respect for him at this moment likely came from what he had done, rather than simply because he was a Fighter.
Cheng Zhou continued, "Director Chen, this is your first visit, and you've brought such generous gifts. I should properly receive you. But after seeing Director Chen, I was moved, and there are some things I would like to discuss with you. Would that be all right?"
Chen Chuan said, "Old Cheng, you are the host, and today is your birthday banquet. Of course this junior is willing to listen to your guidance."
"I wouldn't dare call it guidance. Just some rambling words. So long as Director Chen doesn't find me too tedious." Cheng Zhou asked, "Director Chen, I heard you are from Yangzhi as well?"
Chen Chuan nodded.
"Then we are fellow townsmen."
Cheng Zhou called to the Cheng Family juniors behind him. "Go, replace the tea with my Lingyun Tea."
"Yes, Old Master." The junior responsible for attending to the guests beside the Cheng Family immediately answered.
Lingyun Tea was not any top-grade tea. It was merely an old variety produced in Yangzhi. They had not prepared any earlier, so they would need some time to find it.
On Cheng Zitong's side, he looked toward Qiao Linhu, who was calmly sipping tea at