"..."
Xu Fan's tone was filled with disdain, making Cheng Baiye so furious that he almost saw Buddha and Dragon ascending.
Damn it, this guy is eating his food, beating him up, and now even complaining that his looks are affecting his appetite?
Is there still any law in this world!
Feeling a wave of indignation, Cheng Baiye still obediently moved to the corner.
He had long lost the right to speak, dissatisfied? It didn't matter.
Once Cheng Baiye moved aside, Xu Fan began to deal with the array of dishes on the table.
After nearly half an hour, the sound of footsteps came from outside the reception room.
Obviously, the guest he was waiting for had arrived.
Xu Fan wiped his mouth, put down the utensils, and waited.
Soon, the door creaked as someone pushed it open.
The person who walked in was a middle-aged man who looked somewhat similar to Cheng Baiye.
Accompanied by his bodyguards, he entered the reception room, and soon his gaze fell on Xu Fan at the round table.
