Murong Liuqing listened, her face changing as she was at a loss for words, causing Zhang Zhenlin to chuckle foolishly.
Ling Zhenfei said, "Alright, you continue eating. I'll go inside and take a look."
Ling Zhenfei stood up and walked towards the private room.
Since he was going in, he naturally couldn't enter empty-handed. Ling Zhenfei thought for a moment and a bottle of Hundred Flowers Drunk wine appeared in his hand. He then lightly knocked on the door.
Someone immediately opened the door, and Ling Zhenfei stepped inside.
There were seven or eight people in the room, clearly divided into two groups—those on Qin Lan's side and the others.
The design of the room was clever, resembling both a dining table and a meeting room, the combination was seamless.
The table was set with exquisite dishes, and there was plenty of wine.
Across from him sat a fatty, but he definitely looked like a leader from his commanding presence.
