Tian Yuan Hotel.
Top Floor Private Room.
Crystal lamps shimmered as guests raised their glasses and mingled. Hosts and guests alike were having a wonderful time.
Zhang Dayuan had booked the entire top floor to treat Su Ye's family and the friends who had come to help.
"Everyone, quiet down!"
Beaming, Zhang Dayuan rose with a glass in hand. His booming voice instantly hushed the lively room, and everyone turned to look.
"I'm hosting this banquet today to celebrate, but more importantly, to give thanks!"
"To celebrate surviving a brush with death! From now on, I can say I was once the boss of the Patrol Bureau jail!"
Hahaha.
Laughter erupted around the room.
Zhang Xuan had told everyone about Zhang Dayuan's last two days. They knew that far from being bullied in the Patrol Bureau jail, he had become its boss, enjoyed a massage from the boss before the last one, and won the admiration of all the inmates under him.
That experience was... honestly, a little enviable.
"But most of all, I want to thank you. I was framed and trapped with no way out. Su Ye risked his own safety to fight for my chance to live. Without Su Ye, I wouldn't be standing here! I owe him my life! And you young men risked going to Heavenly King Hall for an old fool like me! You even faced Fei Zhuoran, the legendary Super War God of the Ninth Heaven. I know you did it because of your friendship with my son, and even more because of Su Ye. You put loyalty before your own lives. I owe every one of you, and I'll never forget it!"
Zhang Dayuan's voice caught. After a pause, he handed over the documents he had prepared.
"The two things I'm proudest