บท 1819: Who Are You?

Only after a short while, Bian Heng had appeared at the gate of the parlor. After striding in, he started to gaze at Zhang Tie who was drinking tea with a pair of small eyes. 

The former old man didn't follow Bian Heng in; instead, he just waited outside.

"Senior..." Zhang Tie stood up politely as he cupped his hands towards Bian Heng.

"Is it yours?" Bian Heng went straight to the main seat before putting the gold coin on the desk and asking Zhang Tie straightforwardly.

After sitting down, Zhang Tie nodded, answering, "Yes!"

"Where did you get it?"

"Senior, won't you ask me why I'm here?" Zhang Tie asked with a smile.