Secret Talks in the Study

Just as he was racking his brains over how to refuse a grandmaster's face-to-face invitation, the frozen atmosphere in the room suddenly melted away like ice and snow.

A familiar scorching presence descended.

A burst of hearty laughter came from outside the door.

"Young Friend Su, you came all the way here but didn't even stop by to sit with this old man!"

The veins on Li Shunjun's forehead twitched. The smile of a man holding every card rapidly vanished. Su Xinghe could even detect a trace of anger deep in his eyes.

But that concealed anger transformed into an enthusiastic smile in the blink of an eye.

"Hahaha... Lord Gong, please come in!"

"You arrived at just the right time. Xinghe has just registered with our Martial Dao Bureau and will be heading to the prefectural city with me shortly."

"Let us have a drink together and celebrate."

As he spoke, the maid waiting outside gently pushed open the door.

Gong Hao did not enter.

He simply stood quietly outside the doorway.

"Senior Gong."

Su Xinghe rose to his feet and clasped his fists toward him.

Little Beggar beside him hurriedly followed with a bow. "Hello, Grandpa Gong."

Ever since entering this little courtyard, the boy had suddenly discovered that his boss had disappeared. He had been anxiously pacing in circles, but fortunately, Grandpa Gong had come.

The bad people around his boss were becoming more and more formidable. He had to grow stronger quickly.

Only then did Gong Hao smile and nod.

"I had intended to talk to you tonight, but since we have run into each other here..."

As he spoke, he looked toward Li Shunjun, whose expression was growing uglier by the moment.

"I'll speak with Young Friend Su about something first. You don't mind, do