"Have a seat."
Ding Ling sat at the head of the table, turning from guest to host, his expression and words extremely indifferent.
Shangguan Jinhong and Chengkun felt a jolt in their hearts, glanced at Duann Lang, seeing that he looked down, focused inwardly, and leisurely sat on the seat on the right, with a demeanor of being entirely undistracted, they couldn't help but feel hatred gnaw at them.
The two had reached this point.
How could they not understand?
Duann Lang had abandoned them, defecting to Ding Ling.
They wanted to vent their anger, but thinking of Ding Ling's great divine techniques, they could only suppress their unrest and anger, and quietly walked aside to sit down.
"We were unaware of Hero Ding's arrival and neglected to greet you, please forgive us!"
Shangguan Jinhong took the initiative to speak:
"If there has been any inadequacy in our hospitality, Hero Ding can certainly criticize us, and I will definitely correct it."
