บท 1495: Dragon of 1,495 people 3

At the birthday banquet venue, Dumu Jiang stared at Dumu Dazhuang’s back with a gloomy face as he walked towards Dumu Jiang.

At the back, Gongsun Ning and the others looked at Dumu Jiang with faint smiles on their faces.

They didn’t pay too much attention to Dumu Jiang. Speaking of which, Gongsun Ning didn’t know Dumu Jiang at all.

He could only be considered as a little brother’s little brother’s little brother. His little brother’s friend wouldn’t be anyone with any background.

It would be a piece of cake to take the young ferocious beast from their hands.

Everyone followed behind Dui Jiang and walked forward leisurely.

In the surroundings, young men greeted Gongsun Ning respectfully from time to time.

Gongsun Ning, who was dressed in red, became a small focal point in the entire banquet hall. Some people would look at him from time to time and discuss in low voices.

“Brother Wang Xian!”