Inside Xue Wei's courtyard.
Jiang Qi followed Ah San, winding around until he finally arrived at his destination.
"Haha, Saint Son Jiang, I've been waiting for you finally." Xue Wei greeted Jiang Qi with a hearty laugh upon seeing him.
Jiang Qi looked at Xue Wei in front of him, scrutinized him up and down, and then snorted coldly: "Haha, I'm afraid I don't have such fortune to be waited upon by you!"
Jiang Qi's sarcastic words did not faze Xue Wei.
Xue Wei remained smiling, "Saint Son, why don't we sit down first? This is freshly brewed tea; would you like to try some?"
Xue Wei was very polite and courteously invited Jiang Qi to sit down.
Jiang Qi had come, so he wouldn't be polite with Xue Wei. He sat down casually on the chair.
"Xue Wei, you really think highly of yourself. Asking me to come but blocking me at the gate. It seems you don't want our cooperation after all." After sitting down, Jiang Qi gave Xue Wei a indifferent glance.
