"Yo, Lao Sun, is this the birthday gift from your last disciple?" An old man stood up, pointing at the box being carried by four people and asked.
"That's right, that's right." Sun Yiyang nodded as he walked to the main seat.
Someone else asked, "What's inside?"
"I don't know either, you can see, it hasn't been opened yet." Sun Yiyang casually replied.
As he spoke, Sun Yiyang climbed the steps and, after adjusting his tie upon standing, said, "First and foremost, thank you all for taking the time out of your busy schedules to come and support me.
Actually, although it's said to be a birthday celebration for me, everyone knows that I'm not someone fond of formalities. The other main purpose of this banquet is to give everyone a chance to gather.
At this age, to put it bluntly, it's like meeting less and less, maybe this time is the last one..."
Just as he finished speaking, an old woman with glasses next to Sun Ze stood up, looking quite displeased.
