Dragon City Ning Family Estate.
The servants were busy placing delicious dishes on the dining table before bowing out.
A dozen strong men dressed as Ning Family Protectors formed a circle, blocking out all prying eyes.
In a simple pavilion.
The furnace warming the yellow wine, beef sliced into pieces, all the best snowflake marbled beef.
Ning Jianyang picked up a piece of beef from the plate with ivory chopsticks, expressionless as he shoved it into his mouth, slowly chewing.
His gaze was fixed on the distance, his look severe, even the aroma of wine and meat seemed to stir no interest in him.
Even the beef he was chewing felt tasteless.
"He's already back."
Ning Jianyang put down his chopsticks, uttering a cryptic sentence.
Sitting opposite him, Ning Qingfeng was sipping his wine, and upon hearing the words, didn't bother to look up, continuing to drink.
