Qian Zhenghai had actually come!
When Mo Cheng saw the middle-aged man, his expression immediately changed. Then he smiled and said, "If it isn't Uncle Qian. Good evening, Uncle Qian."
Immortal Drink Group and the Mo Family Consortium were both top-tier consortia in Qi Lu, so they naturally engaged in frequent exchanges. The senior members of the Mo family had a decent relationship with Qian Zhenghai, and since these members were essentially Mo Cheng's uncles, it wasn't problematic for him to call Qian Zhenghai "Uncle Qian."
"Don't be so eager to cozy up to me just yet. Let's talk about the issue with Fairy Pavilion first."
Qian Zhenghai waved his hand dismissively, glanced at Mo Cheng, then proceeded to Qin Heng. He bowed respectfully and said, "Young Master Qin, I am truly sorry. I never expected such an incident to occur at Fairy Pavilion. I am deeply sorry."
GASP!
The onlookers couldn't help but stare, bewildered, at Qin Heng and Qian Zhenghai!
