Tianhai.
Inside a sky garden restaurant.
"Young Master Sheng, I have to say, that move of yours was truly vicious."
"You were sitting on that information but deliberately waited until the eve of the battle to release it. You did it just to shatter Xu Ke's composure."
"Does Wong Qifu really think she can control the narrative? With our two families making a move, the headlines will crucify her!"
"Ye Fan, I'm impressed."
"I toast this glass to you."
A man in a white shirt raised his glass and drank it down with a flourish.
Two people were seated at the dining table.
One was Huang Sheng.
The other man in the white shirt was, of course, the Ye Family's heir, Ye Fan.
"Young Master Fan, you're too kind," Huang Sheng said with a faint smile, his face showing no hint of smugness. "When playing cards, you have to play the best hand at the most opportune moment."
