In a high-end hotel, He Caiwei was sitting in a chair, indifferently brewing a pot of tea.
In front of him sat a young man with a dark complexion and a burly figure, dressed very neatly, his expression carrying a hint of arrogance.
However, in He Caiwei's presence, he reined in that trace of arrogance and behaved with utmost respect.
The young man did not speak, only quietly watching He Caiwei, waiting for him to finish brewing the pot of tea.
"Liu Shenghui, you should understand the reason I've asked you here today," He Caiwei slowly said.
"Yes."
The youth addressed as Liu Shenghui responded submissively.
"Your brother, Liusheng Dong, was a favored child of heaven. To have him slain by Luo Yunxian was a loss for our alliance. I genuinely mourn his death and thus wanted to give you some guidance," He Caiwei said.
"Thank you for your recognition, Commander He," Liu Shenghui replied gratefully.