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Liang Xinghua quickly caught up to Xiao Luo. Then he made a formal bow to Xiao Luo with both hands folded in front of him.

"What do you want?" asked Xiao Luo rather coldly.

Liang Xinghua shivered when his eyes met Xiao Luo's. Plucking up his courage, he smiled and said, "Young Brother, I have prepared some food and wine, and I would be honored if you would accept my invitation to visit my house and take a rest. What do you say?"

If he could attain the friendship of such a powerful young man, it would bring the Liang family many benefits in the next one hundred years. Besides, he had a daughter. If those two could get married, that would even be better.

"I'm not interested!"

Xiao Luo rejected his invitation curtly. He did not belong to this world and was merely passing through Stan City. There was no reason for him to befriend the Liang family. Besides, Xiao Luo had his reservations about the middle-aged man standing before him.