Sending Barrage of Blows

Seeking revenge for the slightest resentment was not Tang Xiu's nature. He also didn't bother to care about trivial matters usually. He would never call Miao Wentang just because of the trivial incident at tonight's charity gala, but it was for Hu Qingsong, his classmate and a good friend who had suffered under Miao Jinlei's hand that made him unwilling to let this fellow get off scot-free.

At this time, he already had turned on his mobile phone's loudspeaker.

As his call was picked up, Miao Wentang's voice came out of the phone and Tang Xiu said with a smile, "It's been a long time, Old Brother Miao. Where are you?"

"Brother Tang, what a rare occasion of you to call me on your initiative!" Miao Wentang chuckled and replied. "Anyways, I'm currently in Blue City since I've got some things to be done here. I should be leaving for Shanghai afterward a couple of days later."