The elder lifted the teacup to his nose, inhaled the aroma, and took a small sip, savoring the flavor. He couldn't help but praise, "Excellent tea. It seems Elder Duan still has great taste and knows how to enjoy life."
"You flatter me," Duan Pengcheng replied modestly, but his heart was heavy. He knew why the other had come, and the matter was serious. Was Duan Family really facing such a calamity?
There was a real risk that the Duan Family might not recover from this.
Duan Pengcheng's worry lay right here, and it weighed heavily on his heart. After all, with rumors spreading, and being directly involved with Ling Tianyu, the Duan Family was bound to suffer a blow.
The elder put down his teacup and looked at Duan Pengcheng, "Elder Duan, we have known each other for many years, and your relationship with Yang Yankang back in the day was no less close."