Kapitel 837: Young Master (2)

Meng Fusheng's gaze instantly turned towards that horse carriage. At the same time, an elegant figure emerged slowly from the carriage.

A handsome- and gentle-looking man had stepped off. Even in this mild weather, he had on a thick fur coat over his white clothing. Jet black hair framed his handsome face, upon which a humble smile hung. His refinement was a direct contrast to the group of fierce and burly men.

The man slowly walked forward and gave a friendly smile at the grave-looking Meng Fusheng. He politely cupped his fists. "I am Gong Zhiyu, here to see Leader Meng."

Meng Fusheng's abruptly paled as Gong Zhiyu announced himself.