A private club in Chuan City.
Su Yi sat in the seat of honor, while some elders of the Guan family sat by his side.
"Mr. Su, you and Guan Cheng have become quite acquainted through conflict," one said.
"Indeed, we never had any deep-seated hatred to begin with."
"Why not let bygones be bygones with a smile?"
Guan Yufeng narrowed his eyes, raised a cup of alcohol, and smiled as he spoke.
As the Family Head of the Guan family, his status in Chuan City was exceptional.
For him to sit down and toast Su Yi was indeed giving him considerable face.
"Of course."
Su Yi downed his drink in one gulp.
"I will keep the Guan family's kindness in mind."
"There were indeed things I did wrong before, for which I hope the Guan family elders will forgive me."
"But what I want to know most is about my beloved's situation."
At that remark, the atmosphere of the banquet suddenly turned eerie.
"What, is it inconvenient to talk about?"
Su Yi asked coldly.