922 Grand entrance

As grey clouds above Imperial remained in their place without the intention of moving, rain began to trickle down onto Imperial. While Yue Ling makes her rounds at An Qing before the meeting, a white Royce Rolls maneuvers amongst the streets, and after a few turns, it slows to a stop in front of a luxurious restaurant.

Zhong Yang steps out of the car and opens the back door.

Grandfather Ji casually comes into view, bringing with him the almighty aura emitted from him. He taps his cane on the ground and lifts his head to look up at the building in front of him as Zhong Yang reaches inside the car to get something.

"Have they arrived?"

"Yes, sir."

Zhong Yang answers without hesitation as he closes the door with a black leather jacket in hand.

The jacket Lu Han had customized for the old man's birthday.

He gently pats it like he is getting rid of any unnecessary dust before draping it over the elderly man's shoulders.