Song Changsheng smiled amiably, motioning for Niu Dazhuang to take a seat. "Senior Brother, after breaking through to the Purple Mansion realm, shouldn't you be preparing for your own Purple Mansion Grand Ceremony? What brings you to my humble little place? Could it be that you've come to personally deliver an invitation?"
At these words, Niu Dazhuang's expression turned grim.
Song Luyun, reading the atmosphere, quickly stood up. "Clan Leader, there are still matters to attend to at the Foreign Affairs Hall, so I will take my leave."
Song Changsheng had also noticed that something was wrong. He nodded, signaling for her to go.
After she left, Song Changsheng waved a sleeve, shutting the doors to the hall. "Second Senior Brother," he said in a grave voice, "did something happen?"
"Little Junior Sister might be in trouble in Gusu," Niu Dazhuang said, his voice heavy.
