"That's only natural."
"Vice Envoy Sun..."
While Lu Canghai, the Manor Master of Luoyun Manor, exchanged pleasantries with the highest echelons of Ning'an Prefecture's elite, Lu Maozhi was doing the same with the other young guests.
They were all of the same generation and knew one another. Besides, since it was his big day, it was only natural for him to be the one to greet them.
Today, Lu Maozhi showed none of the pathetic figure he had cut back at the Song Family's estate. Dressed in a tailored red robe with a golden coronet set atop his ornamental hairpiece, he looked every bit the part.
He was the very picture of a scion from a Noble Family.
His face was wreathed in smiles, radiating an air of smug satisfaction.
Chen Sheng—the man who had utterly humiliated him and brought him endless shame—was now, thanks to his arrangements, cowering inside the Jingwu Bureau, not daring to accept Li Xuance's challenge.
