Li Zhao and his wife, along with Xiao Qi, were surprised when they received reports of someone causing trouble downstairs. They couldn't believe someone dared to make a scene at the wedding banquet of the young master of the Li family.
"Let's go down and have a look, or else it won't look good if it gets out of hand." Xiao Qi stood up first and addressed Li Zhao and An Hao.
"Let's go and see who dares to give me this much face." Li Zhao had not been seen in the Imperial Capital for many years, but that didn't mean he was no longer significant.
"An'an, come, let's go down and have a look." Li Zhao extended his hand to his wife.
"Yes, I want to see who dares to make a scene at our wedding banquet." An Hao displayed a different momentum from her usual naive appearance at this moment.
"Let's go, don't dawdle." For some reason, Xiao Qi felt an urgent sense of haste urging him to hurry downstairs.
When the three arrived downstairs, Chu Beiying and her four bodyguards had just left.