"Lord Tengyun Geshang, we have visitors."
In the presidential suite of Tengyun Geshang and his group, Fei Peilie opened his eyes, his gaze coldly reminding him of the situation.
Lying back in the Taishi Chair, Tengyun Geshang's face was indifferent. He raised his hand and made a gesture to Fei Peilie, after which he remained motionless, as if he couldn't care less about who the visitors were or what their intentions might be.
Someone arrived outside the door—Tengyun Geshang had already sensed it but paid no mind. Moreover, he didn't deem it necessary to communicate with Fei Peilie, who was only obligated to inquire out of formality.
Understanding Tengyun Geshang's intent, Fei Peilie nodded, approached Mengkou, and opened the door. A familiar face appeared before him.
"Long time no see, dear Fei Peilie, and the honorable Lord Tengyun Geshang!"
"Gerwood, why are you here?!"
