A moment later, the personal followers brought an elderly man to the teahouse.
Yang Zhenshan stood up to greet him, "Brother Wei, haha, it's been a long time!"
"This old man pays his respects to the Marquis!" Wei Cen's expression was quite complex.
When he first met Yang Zhenshan, Yang Zhenshan was just a garrison officer, but now he was high above in power, standing superior even to the imperial authority.
In the blink of an eye, more than thirty years had passed.
Seeing him in his aged state, Yang Zhenshan couldn't help but feel the relentlessness of time.
"You're still being formal with me, old friend, haha~~"
Yang Zhenshan affectionately put his arm around Wei Cen's shoulder and laughed heartily.
"Come, let me introduce someone!"
"This is Chen Zhongshu. Brother Wei should have met him!"
Wei Cen was quite surprised to see Chen Zhongshu; of course, he had met Chen Zhongshu before, as he often followed Lv Hua during visits to the Imperial City.
