692 Chapter True Friend_1

At that moment, Ning Zhixiang finally turned his attention to the face of the Tanhua. When he came out, his focus had been on his third uncle, and he hadn't taken a proper look at the Tanhua before him. But now, with a closer examination, he found a resemblance to his father—about a quarter, to be precise. Still, even if the young scholar resembled someone from the Ning family, his third uncle shouldn't be looking so complacent.

Therefore, with a furrowed brow, Ning Zhixiang felt that the situation was far from simple. "Third Uncle," he said.

Marquis Ning waved his hand, "It's not good to stand at the entrance of the teahouse. Let's go inside."