Nowadays, his build has grown considerably, and Lin Bao appeared half a head shorter standing before him, looking somewhat petite.
Lin Bao paused for a moment, then chuckled: "You rascal, you're even sturdier than me now."
"The price of the infection source, can't be helped," Cheng Ye shrugged with feigned helplessness.
Lin Bao's expression remained unchanged, but his tone shifted immediately: "Come on, let's go inside. The dust storm is quite severe today; the weather forecast predicts strong winds for the entire week."
He beckoned, and Mu Shuang along with the escort team also followed into the courtyard, where a spacious reception room had been specially arranged.
Lin Bao didn't avoid the crowd, leading the group straight into the room.
As soon as they sat down, staff came in to serve tea and water. The room was bustling with over ten people, giving off a lively, somewhat pioneering wild air.
