"Hao Rong? What are you doing here?"
The three of them were chatting animatedly under the sign when a voice sounded. Hao Rong heard his name, turned around, and saw a group of young men standing there, instantly overjoyed.
"Brother Quan!" Hao Rong immediately trotted over, "Brother Quan, are you here to ride horses? Can you take the three of us along?"
The young man looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, his hair stuck up like nails. People usually called this hairstyle spiky, but the young man didn't have a spiky personality; instead, he had a certain aristocratic air about him.
This young man's name was Bai Yongquan, truly a noble of Jiang City, the son of a real business tycoon. In comparison, the Hao Family was like a child to an adult when standing in front of the Bai Family.
In Jiang City, the Bai Family, though not omnipotent, was influential enough to make the city tremble with their every move.
