Jinlin Pavilion.

Currently, there are only a few high-end restaurants in Tianjing City that do not belong to the Zhu family, and Jinlin Restaurant is one of them.

Most of the people who come here are the remnants of the Qiankun Society.

Ever since the Qiankun Society joined forces with the Qi League and the three Hongri societies several years ago, none of them had wiped out the Zhu family. Since then, they have become organizations in name only, and they only secretly gather together like rats in a sewer to discuss how to eliminate the Zhu family.

But Zhu Min didn't want to let these rats go, so he sent people to kill their president.

The leaderless Qiankun Society also became a mess.

The business of Jinlinguan is getting worse day by day.

He no longer dared to label himself as a member of the Qiankun Society, for fear of bringing disaster upon himself.

Unlike the past, today outside the Jinlin Pavilion there are many luxury cars, crowds of people and a lot of noise.

The boss Yuan Tan, with a ruddy face, personally welcomed guests at the door.

"Hello, Gudmarin. Please come in, please come in..."

"It's been a while since we've had such good business. It seems like letting foreigners in is a good thing, hahaha."

When the Council of Elders first announced the lifting of entry restrictions, Yuan Tan cursed for three days and three nights.

However, he never expected that this wave not only did not cause any losses to him, but instead made his own Golden Scale Pavilion show signs of nirvana and rebirth.

Yuan Tan couldn't help but get excited when he thought of this.

Today, a wealthy outsider has booked the entire Golden Scale Pavilion. The turnover today alone is estimated to be more than the turnover of the previous two years combined.

"Hey, hurry up and say hello!"

Before Yuan Tan could finish his music, a long convoy drove over from a distance.

These cars are all expensive luxury cars, probably rare in the entire Yan Country. I didn’t expect such a luxurious fleet to appear.

Apart from the Zhu family, who else in Tianjing City has such a presence?

But Yuan Tan didn't believe that anyone from the Zhu family would come here, so he assumed that the convoy was led by some important figure from abroad.

With a courteous look on his face, Yuan Tan personally stepped forward to open the car door, put his hand on it, bent slightly, and spoke the English that he had learned after several days: "Good Mauning, Sir."

The sunlight shone on the faces of the people in the car. Yuan Tan, who recognized the people in the car, stood there in a daze like he was petrified by Medusa.

Zhu Mo looked at Yuan Tan as if he was an idiot. After getting out of the car, he winked at Xiao Zhao who got out of the passenger seat.

Xiao Zhao understood what was going on and hurried over to push the petrified Yuan Tan away.

Han Ningchu extended his hand very gentlemanly, took Zhu Mo's hand with a smile on his face and got out of the car.

This is a very elegant woman, pleasing to the eye both in appearance and temperament.

The pair of black high heels like the starry sky, the black off-shoulder long dress, and the extremely delicate facial features were breathtakingly beautiful under the sunlight.

But Yuan Tan had no time to appreciate it. He just felt like his breath was stuck in his throat and he couldn't breathe.

"Master Zhu...Master Han, why are you here at the Golden Scale Pavilion?"

Unexpectedly, the person who came was actually the head of the Zhu family. This made Yuan Tan, a former member of the Qiankun Society, very embarrassed.

I wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide in immediately.

"Um... Master Zhu, I have now severed all ties with the Qiankun Society..."

At this moment, Yuan Tan seemed to be explaining to his girlfriend that he had no contact with his ex-girlfriend. His face flushed and he stuttered.

"I've been invited to the party, why are you so nervous?"

Zhu Mo patted Yuan Tan's shoulder and chuckled: "Even if you are still a member of Qiankun Society, so what? Are you afraid that I will kill you?"

Although the force of the hand that fell on his shoulder was very light, it was as heavy as Mount Tai falling, and Yuan Tan almost fell.

Although he couldn't say it, he was scared in his heart. After all, he was facing a male devil and a female devil.

Without paying much attention to Yuan Tan, Han Ningchu took Zhu Mo's arm and walked towards the Jinlin Pavilion.

After seeing the two of them go in, Xiao Zhao whispered to his men: "Block all the roads leading to the Golden Scale Pavilion."

"From now on, anyone who wants to leave the Golden Scale Pavilion must ask me before they can be let out."

"yes!"

The group of people brought with them quickly surrounded the Jinlin Pavilion under the guidance of Xiao Zhao's secretary.

The corners of Yuan Tan's mouth twitched and despair appeared in his eyes.

If they were to make such a fuss, he would probably not be able to continue operating the Golden Scale Pavilion.

Zhu Mo and Han Ningchu were led to the banquet venue by two foreigners waiting at the door.

Melodious music floated in the huge banquet hall.

The people who were originally chatting all turned their attention to Zhu Mo because of his arrival.

Everyone present knew that the protagonist of this banquet was the man Zhu Mo.

Zhu Mo took a quick glance and found many familiar faces.

Including old man Kaili who I met just yesterday, several former members of the Qiankun Society, and even the head of the Yamamoto family, Yamamoto Tomiyoshi, who failed to be killed in the Red Sun Country at that time.

Although everyone's gaze is different, what is the same is that there is anger hidden in their eyes.

"Is this the new head of the Zhu family? He looks much younger than I imagined." Dan from the Lawrence family was looking at Zhu Mo with admiration.

Cotton, who had been chatting up Dan since he arrived, shrank back into the crowd with his head down like a frightened puppy the moment he saw Zhu Mo come in.

When Dan turned around, he found that his dog was gone, and he had a lot of question marks over his head.

Everyone at the banquet just looked at Zhu Mo indifferently, and no one wanted to come forward and talk to him.

What they wanted was to embarrass Zhu Mo and give him a warning from the beginning.

Inviting him but leaving him aside, is there anything more sinister than this?