Zhao Yi: "Then I'll go with my brother, hey, my stubborn brother."
After Mr. Zhai and the others left.
Zhao Yi said, "Li, didn't you notice? Now, we can see people, but we can't sense Mr. Zhai's presence anymore."
Li Zhiyuan: "Hmm."
The young man walked downstairs, Zhao Yi followed along.
At the tea seat in front of the guesthouse, Mr. Luo and Xue Liangliang were sitting and talking with a few people who obviously had some status.
Luo Tingrui waved, "Xiao Yuan, join us for dinner later."
Li Zhiyuan: "Teacher, I have something to do and need to go out."
Xue Liangliang: "Teacher, I asked Xiao Yuan to run an errand for me."
Luo Tingrui: "Alright, we'll pack food for you."
Li Zhiyuan: "Thank you, Teacher."
The conference is set to start tomorrow, and the guesthouse is bustling with people. Many taxis are parked at the entrance waiting for fares.
Li Zhiyuan got into a taxi, deliberately spoke in Mandarin to the driver, and urged him,
