บท 771: Chapter 770 Bandit Lair_1

From the main seat down were two rows of solid wood tables and chairs, each table flanked by two chairs, extending all the way to the villa's front door. By now, most of the seats were already filled with people. They were all talking in low voices, their expressions filled with joy.

Su Weifeng and Tao Tao made their way directly towards the elderly man seated in the place of honor. This man was in his sixties, dressed in a Tang suit, with a robust physique. Despite his age, he didn't feel decrepit at all, but rather like a mountain standing firm.

As Su Weifeng and Tao Tao entered, all eyes were on them, with most of the attention on Su Weifeng. He felt as if dozens of ants were crawling on him, which was extremely uncomfortable.

The entire hall suddenly quieted down; even the joyful atmosphere had disappeared. Su Weifeng felt a sense of oppression, and he was suddenly reminded of a movie, "Taking Tiger Mountain by Strategy," feeling as if he was in a den of bandits.