That night, eight o'clock.
Rotten Marsh's Spokesperson received a report from his subordinates during the banquet and couldn't help but laugh. He actually lost his composure while raising his wine glass for a toast. "What's the matter, Mr. Wan Deng?" one of the distinguished guests invited to the feast asked curiously.
"Nothing. I just heard a joke..."
Wan Deng patted his belly and waved dismissively. "Those leftover trash from Shattered Reef say I was behind my eldest brother's accident and that they're coming for revenge. Young people these days really don't know what's good for them. They spread rumors outside before, and I already let them off once, yet they still don't know when to stop."
"That Qiao Saike?"
Ling Li smiled indifferently. "Old Mr. Wan Deng, your work still isn't clean enough."
"We were brothers for many years, after all. I thought I'd leave him something to carry on his line. Who would've thought every last one of them would be so recklessly arrogant?"
Wan Deng shook his head. "It's a trivial matter. No need for anyone to worry. Come, let the music continue and the dancing go on. Today, we'll use those leftover trash from Shattered Reef as drinking entertainment."
Cheers and applause immediately sounded.
Just as host and guests were enjoying themselves, Wan Deng raised his wine glass again toward Ling Li. "Come, this toast is to Ash Port. Thank you all for your support. May Elder Ling live a long life, and may the friendship between our two sides last forever!"
Hearing this, Ling Li slightly reined in his arrogance. A trace of a smile and expectation appeared in his ever-upturned eyes. "Of course. May Sworn Godfather be blessed with longevity, so us children beneath him may continue receiving his teachings and improve ourselves."
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