In the guest room, Gu Hui sensed that everyone had left and opened his eyes. He no longer looked the least bit drunk.
A little flattery was necessary. The martial world was not just about fighting and killing; it was also about dealing with people.
But after what he had experienced in his previous life, he would stay clearheaded at all times in this one. He would never leave himself unable to defend himself.
"Heh. That old fox. Looks like I can only start with Lin Pingzhi.
As for the future, Mount Hua needs room to grow, chances for its disciples to gain experience and new recruits, and the money to support it all. The Qingcheng Sect is only one sect. The Mount Hua Sect can afford to offend it." He grumbled under his breath.
He had said nothing about winning over the Fortune Prestige Escort Agency, but Lin Zhennan was an old fox. When Gu Hui visited the Lin Residence, the man had likely guessed most of his purpose.
That was why, while they drank, Lin Zhennan had dropped a passing mention of the Wang Family in Luoyang. The implication was clear: the Fortune Prestige Escort Agency did not need the Mount Hua Sect's protection. His father-in-law's reputation was hardly inferior to Yue Buqun's.
In Lin Zhennan's room, Madam Lin looked at her dead-drunk husband with helpless resignation.
She could guess what her husband had intended: drink Gu Hui under the table.
Unfortunately, he had underestimated the young man, and they had both ended up drunk.
As for the possibility that the young man was still up and about, she did not believe it.
Years of social engagements had given her husband a capacity for drink that few could match.
Lin Zhennan did not wake until the next