They ate for a full hour.
Only then did the banquet end.
Sun Yourong specially arranged for a bodyguard to drive Lu Chen back to Cloudtop Manor.
Watching the departing taillights, Sun Dechang, Old Wu, and Sun Yourong stood side by side.
Old Wu took a deep breath and sighed. "Once young friend Lu rises among the newly powerful, the balance in the north of the city will likely undergo quite a change."
Yet Sun Dechang was brimming with confidence. "Don't worry. With Xiao Chen's abilities, the Zhao family may not be able to keep him down. If they truly dare act recklessly, my Sun family... will never stand idly by."
Old Wu looked at the grandfather and granddaughter, stroking his beard with a smile. "It's a pity my Wu family has no daughter of suitable age. Otherwise, I would certainly contend with your Sun family."
"Grandpa Wu~" Sun Yourong blushed all the way to her neck.
"Hahaha." Sun Dechang laughed smugly, then abruptly changed the subject. "Old Wu, what about you? As crafty as you are, I'm afraid you won't let this opportunity slip by either, will you?"
Old Wu chuckled. "If the Zhao family goes too far... then my Wu family would also be willing to lend some support!"
Sun Dechang gave Old Wu a heavy slap, pointed at him, and laughed. "You old bastard, no wonder your Divine Service Rating with Emperor Wenchang is so high! In half a day, you not only gained a Kitchen God, but also forged a connection with this future new noble. When it comes to playing with wits, I, Sun Dechang, truly concede to you!"
Old Wu's expression remained unchanged at first, before he burst into hearty laughter.
"Then let us wait and see how the Zhao family and the Lu