Tianxi Pavilion, in Murong Wenshi's office.
Song Zhengyang usually appeared domineering when he wasn't with someone he was very close with because of his status. However, he was totally different in front of old acquaintances. He quickly made the atmosphere of the office very lively.
Song Zhengyang and Murong Wenshi were experts in antiques, jewelry, gambling stones, and the like. With the addition of Tang Meng, the self-styled "small gambling god", the three talked until there seemed to be no tomorrow.
However, the key person today was Ling Yun. Murong Wenshi was afraid that he might feel left out, so he found a place to interject Ling Yun into the conversation. "Little pal Ling Yun, I didn't think someone as young as you would also have an interest in gambling stones…"
Ling Yun smiled and shook his head. "Elder Murong, you're old enough to be my grandpa, but you call me little pal. I think that's a tad inappropriate…"