"Young Master, it's already been two days. Do you think Young Master Ye can come out from Coffin Mountain?!!"
"Mr. Zhao specifically instructed to give that golden invitation card to Master Wu, but you gave it to Young Master Ye without permission. I'm afraid..."
In a luxurious room of the Zhao Family, Zhao Hui stood respectfully next to Zhao Lei, his face worried as he spoke.
"Hmph, it doesn't matter that I gave it to him. You saw Young Master Ye's incredible display of power that day."
"That Master Wu, relying on a few cheap tricks, has been manipulating grandfather and the others. I've been displeased with him for a long time."
"At this birthday banquet, those people will definitely pressure father. They're nothing but a bunch of schemers!!"
As Zhao Lei spoke, he grew increasingly agitated and angrily punched the bed.
"How is the banquet going?!!"
Zhao Lei asked Zhao Hui.
