At eight o'clock in the evening, they arrived at the Feng Residence's hall on time.
Gu Beicheng was reading the newspaper, seemingly devoid of much entertainment. He either read news, newspapers, or worked.
A twenty-seven-year-old man, living with the sophistication of someone decades older. Vigor was occasional, but truly a rarity to behold.
"Uncle," Gu Lingqian approached, with Xia Yinian following behind him.
The hall was calm and serene, as if nothing had ever happened. It was unknown what intent Uncle had by calling them over at this time.
Gu Beicheng nodded without saying anything and gestured for them to sit down.
After the two sat down, a servant immediately poured tea for them, and afterward, the servant also withdrew.
Gu Beicheng checked the time on his watch, 8:05, and frowned.
"Uncle, are you waiting for someone?" Perhaps Gu Lingqian had already sensed something, but he wasn't sure.
