A quarter of an hour later.
Moon-Gazing Pavilion, in the heart of Heaven Dou City.
Not only was it one of the most prosperous restaurants in the city, but it was also a symbol of status and standing. The guests who came and went here were either wealthy or noble.
In a private room on the top floor overlooking the street, Su Mo sat at the head of the table, with Bibi Dong beside him.
The Ye Clan Head and Ye Qingshuang sat opposite them.
The Ye Clan Head sat with her back straight, maintaining a proper smile on her face.
Yet her hands resting in her lap were slightly clenched, revealing the unease in her heart.
Even now, she had no idea why Su Mo had invited her here.
Still, she had a vague guess.
At that moment, Su Mo raised his wine cup toward the mother and daughter across from him.
"Senior Ye, let me offer you a toast first."
Bibi Dong also lifted her cup, though hers contained tea.
"Young Master Su, I dare not accept being addressed as your senior."
The Ye Clan Head hurriedly raised her cup, looking somewhat apprehensive.
After all, behind Su Mo stood a Titled Douluo with a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring. His standing within Spirit Hall was surely not low, so how could she dare let him address her like that?
At the same time, Ye Qingshuang hurriedly picked up her cup as well.
On the way here, they had briefly gotten acquainted, and the Ye mother and daughter had learned Su Mo's real name.
But that was all. Su Mo and Bibi Dong's identities and backgrounds remained shrouded in mystery to them.
Though they had been curious along the way, they knew where to draw the line and did not dare