Compared to Yang Feng's restraint, Lin Fan was much more casual. He pulled up a small stool and sat down, grabbed a handful of peanuts, flicked his fingers, and a peanut immediately flew directly into his mouth with precision!
Lin Fan savored the taste, chewing away!
Before long, steam arose from the wine pot, the wine was heated up, and Bai Weiwei, like a little wife, poured a cup for each of the three men!
"Old Long, let me toast to you first, consider this my New Year's greeting!" Lin Fan was the first to raise his glass and said with a smile.
"Hehe, you cheeky brat, having my wine and toasting me for New Year, you sure have the nerve!" Dragon King laughed heartily, but it was clear that he was quite happy.
Over the years, every New Year, only Bai Weiwei has stayed by his side. Though many of his former subordinates come to pay their respects, most are somewhat intimidated by the Dragon King, fairly restrained; only Lin Fan suits Dragon King's taste!
