Cui Wenzheng seemed to have inherited the refined aura of his father, Cui Shengshu, yet for some reason, there was an indescribable ferocity in his eyes. This ferocity was well concealed. Without careful observation, one would not notice it.
As for Cui Yuan'er, there was a hint of scorn in her gaze as she carried herself with the air of an Eldest Miss. Had she not been sitting there, she probably would have already displayed the distinctive pride typical of one.
Xu Nian sat next to Cui Shengshu, while Junlin and his team also took their seats.
They had become accustomed to eating in the game.
It's a pity this wasn't made by Little Boss.
"Wenzheng, Yuan'er, have you not offered a toast to Sect Leader Xu yet?" Cui Shengshu spoke from the side. "I am a teetotaler, so I'll have these two juniors drink in my stead. Sect Leader Xu, please excuse me."
