A voice full of vigor and anger boomed like a grand bell, its chilling authority falling over the room. All eyes converged on the source. When they saw who had arrived, everyone's expression changed.
"How is that possible?"
"Hasn't he stayed away from Deyun Hotel for years?"
"Why has he come today?"
The most extreme reaction, however, belonged to Xie Jinhua. Upon seeing the newcomer, his face drained of color. His body trembled involuntarily, and his lips turned white. "Gr-Grandfather, why have you come?"
The speaker was none other than Xie Hezheng, who had rushed to Deyun Hotel. Behind him stood a bearded, middle-aged man with a peculiar expression.
