"Master Chang, Master Chang! Why didn't you give me a heads-up you were coming? I would have greeted you personally! Don't tell me you find my presence embarrassing. How remiss of me, how terribly remiss!" From a distance, Chen Jinlong shouted as he spotted Chang Yuanyi.
Chen Jinlong was dressed in a red, Huaxia-style Tang suit, with a string of wooden beads around his neck. His hair was streaked with gray. He was a true self-made man, one whom almost no one in the circles of Jinling dared to slight.
"Old Chen, when are you going to drop the habit of spouting polite but hollow words? I fucking thought your wings had grown in and you'd flown the coop! I didn't expect you to show your face. Tsk—not bad. It seems you still have some self-awareness!" Seeing Chen Jinlong arrive, Chang Yuanyi scoffed dismissively.
With that, he turned to Ji Yi. "Miss Ji, just say the word. Whatever you decide, I'll make it happen."
