"Well, if it isn't you, my girl. You've come at the perfect time. Wonderful, wonderful!"
Seeing Niu Kexin, Liu Hong immediately perked up.
He was running low on Medicinal Pills, and he knew better than anyone how much Mo Qi cared for Niu Kexin.
'Niu Kexin must have plenty of Medicinal Pills!'
"Heh heh, my dear girl, come, come, have a seat." Liu Hong rubbed his hands together, his old face wrinkling into a smile as wide as a blooming chrysanthemum.
But there were no empty seats left at the banquet.
"You, make way!" Liu Hong said, pointing at Li Linbin, the Li Family ancestor who had berated Mu Kongfu earlier.
Snapping out of his shock, Li Linbin stood up with a wry smile and gave his seat to Niu Kexin.
He'd wanted to make a good impression on Liu Hong, but his attempt to curry favor had completely backfired.
Since Liu Hong himself had spoken, no one else dared to object.
