"Hum, I know who is so arrogant, so it’s you." There was a cold yelling, and at the banquet table not far away, there sat a white-haired old man and a young man who was brave. It was the white-haired old man who was talking at the moment.
"Do we know each other?" Zhuge narrowed his eyes when he was not bright. "The old lady always goes to the fairy pavilion!" The white-haired old man stood up, his…