Jingwu Association.
Headquarters.
Tea House.
"What did you say? Li Chuan went to the Treasure Pavilion again? Old Mr. Wang was very respectful to him?"
Upon hearing this news, Xu Wenbin's hand trembled, and he dropped his teacup directly on the ground.
To ordinary people, the Treasure Pavilion is just a place for buying and selling antiques.
But only those who mingle in the Jianghu, especially those with a certain status, know how terrifying the energy of the Treasure Pavilion truly is!
Especially that Wang Yifeng. Despite his cheerful appearance, his identity is extremely frightening!
As for how terrifying it is, Xu Wenbin doesn't quite understand either, but he knows that several prominent figures in the provincial capital must greet Wang Yifeng respectfully and address him as Old Mr. Wang.
If Li Chuan was only close to the Zhou Family, Xu Wenbin felt he couldn't compete against the power behind Fang Daochang.
