"Thank you," Lin Yuancheng said as he bowed with a clasped fist and stepped forward.
His thanks could be interpreted either as gratitude to the guards for making way or to the "young master" before him for coming to his aid.
Since the distance was small, Lin Yuancheng had already reached the table of Zhu Qingxiao and Zhang Jikai as his voice faded away.
"My name is Lin Yuancheng, may I request a drink at this table?" As Lin Yuancheng spoke, his gaze swept across the faces of Zhang Jikai and Zhu Qingxiao.
"Heh..." Zhu Qingxiao laughed softly. Just moments ago, she felt somewhat embarrassed, but now with the other party in front of her, she became more at ease. "Mr. Lin, please have a seat," she said in a calm tone.
"Thank you for your kindness, young master," replied Lin Yuancheng as he sat down. "I have not yet had the honor, what is your esteemed name?"
