Shen Bai swirled the wine cup in his hand, his mind racing.
He couldn't figure out the purpose of this family banquet, but it was definitely not simple.
'For now, all I can do is observe the situation before deciding on a course of action.'
After several rounds of drinks and courses, the atmosphere gradually grew more lively.
It was as if everyone had forgotten the scene that had just occurred with Shen Bai.
Zhang Dao Ling was drinking sullenly. Even with the Marquis of Ren De keeping him company, he still seemed quite gloomy.
The Marquis of Ren De already knew why before he arrived. He said, "It's because of Lord Shen, isn't it?"
At these words, Zhang Dao Ling gently put down his wine cup, glanced at the Marquis of Ren De, and said, "Marquis, there's no need to try and get close to me like this. We both know where we stand. We each serve our own master, that's all. There's nothing more to say."
"I only came today to keep up appearances."
He was in no mood to be diplomatic.
