Bajiang Road, Chang Residence.
By the time the convoy arrived, the entire Bajiang Road had already been sealed off as the Chang family's "private road."
They had shut down a bustling main thoroughfare at a word. The Chang family's influence in Haicheng was plain to see.
The moment Sun Yourong stepped out of the car, she sharply sucked in a breath and shuddered. "This place... why is it so cold?!"
Wang Yiming drew his fox-fur cloak tighter and smiled. "I told you all to wear more clothes. What did you think I was wearing so much for? The temperature on these nearby streets has inexplicably plummeted over the past few months, and they couldn't find the cause no matter how they investigated. But don't worry, it'll be fine once we enter Chang Residence."
Before he had even finished speaking, an enthusiastic greeting came from ahead.
"Oh, Young Master Wang has arrived. Please, come in!"
The Chang Residence steward came forward. When his gaze fell on Lu Chen and Sun Yourong, he looked slightly surprised.
"And these two are..."
"This is the head of the Lu Family from Jiangdu. Old Master Chang specifically asked me to invite him here."
Wang Yiming gave him a meaningful look.
Lu Chen handed over the invitation.
The steward accepted it, and his attitude immediately turned respectful. "So it is the Lu Family Head. Forgive my discourtesy. Please, the three of you, come inside—"
Led by servants, the three entered the residence, where the surrounding guests were all prominent figures from Haicheng.
Sun Yourong clutched her sleeve, unable to help feeling a little restrained.
"What, nervous?" Lu Chen noticed her unease and turned to her with a smile.
Sun Yourong nodded awkwardly. "It's my first time attending a banquet of this caliber, so... so, a little."