This fellow is indeed a master at navigating the political arena with cunning diplomacy!
Han Lei took in everything, her delicate fingers pinching a silk handkerchief to cover the sarcastic curve at her lips.
There were six guards with swords standing outside the elegant room on the second floor, who greeted everyone with a synchronized bow.
Zhao Zun's eyes flickered slightly as he turned his head and made a gesture to Xiao Zhengfei.
Xiao Zhengfei understood and sternly instructed his trusted aides, "You few, stay here."
Zhao Zun's four trusted aides immediately stood on both sides, forming a subtle confrontation with the Sun family's guards.
The carved wooden door closed with a creak, and the room instantly filled with the aroma of wine and dishes.
Sun Wenyuan personally poured the tea, the tea leaves in the green porcelain cup unfolded like orchids: "Prince, taste this, it's this year's new early spring tea."
