Battlefield

"What's going on?" Xu Xiaoran's attention was also drawn to the scene.

As she took a few steps closer, her eyebrows raised in surprise upon seeing the people there.

Only Bai Ye seemed to have anticipated this, stepping forward and extending his hand proactively. "Mr. Lu, I knew you would come. Please come in, we've been waiting for you."

He raised an eyebrow, his lips curved in a half-smile, and his gaze met Lu Zhaohehu's without any bias.

Both men exuded a strong presence, even their heights were remarkably similar. Lu Zhaohehu glanced at Bai Ye's hand, hesitated for a moment, and then shook it with a calm voice.

"Since Mr. Bai personally invited me, it would be impolite not to show face."

After letting go of his hand, Lu Zhaohehu extended a hand holding a bottle of red wine and turned his deep gaze towards the side. "As a small token for my first visit, Miss Bai might as well accept this?"