1208 Old Friends

Wen Fenglin got out of the taxi and stood in front of the magnificent and elegant entrance. His face was full of emotion.

Ruyi Art Association.

A get-together was held once every three years. The timing of each get-together was never fixed.

This time, Wen Fenglin was notified of the event out of the blue. Given that he had to see to Ou Ming as well, he came to Fujian to take part in the event.

Once he got out, he saw a few luxury cars stopping in the distance. Compared to them, he seemed to be sorely lacking in his air and style.

Wen Fenglin paid no heed to that. He slung his bag over his shoulder and walked up.

Of the passengers exiting the luxury cars, a number of them were roughly the same age as he was. A few others were as young as Ou Ming and Yu Lili. It was quite a crowd.

The event this time looked to be a lot bigger than it had been nine years ago when he last attended.