Entering the pavilion, he saw a woman of graceful elegance and stunning beauty sitting on a chair, drinking tea.
There were also a few people around her whom Wu Ying recognized.
They were Bai Zhirui, Yue Yawei, Cheng Zhanpeng, Gao Jie, and others.
Originally, he had a good impression of these people. When Mr. Liang invited them for dinner, they all behaved quite straightforwardly.
But now he felt nothing but disdain.
At the dinner, each one spoke nicely, saying that they could come to Martial King Pavilion for help anytime.
Now, because of the interests in the mining area, they turned their backs and refused to recognize anyone.
Simply shameless.
Wu Ying thought to himself, and then said aloud in a deep voice: "Excuse me, where is Wu Meng? Mr. Liang asked me to deliver this letter to him."
Li Yuejin smiled and said, "Little brother, where is the letter?"
Wu Ying took out a folded A4 paper from his breast pocket and said, "Here is the letter."
