"Brother Chen, it's been a while!"
As soon as they spoke, their temperaments were revealed. The short-statured Wu Xiong appeared much more sincere, while Han Jiuli seemed slightly more refined.
"Brother Wu, Brother Han, it's been a while. Your two families truly..."
In fact, at the moment when he saw the two salute Hou Tong, Chen Yingyuan's pupils contracted sharply. He now realized that his inquiry seemed somewhat redundant, and he didn't finish his sentence.
"The Old Alliance Leader is getting on in years, the eldest son acts against justice, and the Longyou Alliance has long been in name only. Now it's finally the Zhaoyang Camp taking the lead, and Lord Hou Tong personally comes here. With such sincerity, what are you still hesitating about, Brother Chen?"
