Chapter 052: Disciples

A figure with an old wicker box in hand entered from outside; upon seeing him, Zhou Fusheng immediately went to greet him.

"Little Brother Ye, where have you been? Why have you only arrived now?" Zhou Fusheng sighed in relief when he saw Ye Wudao appear.

"I apologize, Elder Zhou, I got held up by something just now," Ye Wudao naturally wouldn't mention that before arriving, he had been saving someone.

"As long as you're here, that's good, that's very good." Hearing that Ye Wudao's delay wasn't due to a lack of desire to come, Zhou Fusheng's heart truly settled down.

Meanwhile, all the employees inside Renhe Hall were staring at Ye Wudao, utterly perplexed. Could this young man be the one Elder Zhou had been waiting for the entire morning?

This young man appeared to be just over twenty, at most not exceeding twenty-five years of age. Could he be the son of some wealthy tycoon? Or perhaps a red-scion of a government official's family?