Three people sat on the couch, sipping tea and chatting idly.
In all of Huaxia, there weren't many who could chat with Zhou Heng and Xiang Dongfang like this, but there certainly weren't many either!
Tang Luo didn't feel any restraint; at most, he regarded them as elders.
"By the way, Tang, about today's matter..."
Zhou Heng seemed to remember something and looked at Tang Luo as he spoke.
"Yes, I understand, keep it a secret, right?"
Before Zhou Heng could finish, Tang Luo smiled.
"Hehe, yes, if it got out, it might add some complications."
Zhou Heng laughed and nodded, starting to like Tang Luo even more.
Of course, this liking was not that kind of liking, but one of appreciation.
Now he was beginning to understand why Elder Xiang and Xiang Dongfang appreciated Tang Luo so much.
Because even he, disregarding the fact that Tang Luo had saved his life, had come to appreciate Tang Luo in just a short period of time.
"Mr. Zhou, don't worry, I won't say a word."