Liu Sanming returned to the villa at eight-thirty in the evening.
As soon as he got out of the car, he saw Bai Xi hurrying over.
"Brother Sanming, there's something here, don't go back to the wooden building yet."
Bai Xi said nervously.
Liu Sanming was a little puzzled when he heard this, "What's the matter?"
"A man named Zhang Kunlun came looking for you. He's obviously skilled. I didn't dare to tell Wan'Er and Meiqi, afraid that they would cause trouble, so I let Zhang Kunlun go to the villa's reception room to wait. He's already tired of waiting, and his mood is explosive."
Bai Xi said.
Liu Sanming snorted coldly, "Oh, it's him. You go back to the wooden building first; I'll go and meet him."
"Alright, Brother Sanming, please be careful."
Bai Xi warned again.
"Don't worry, there's no real conflict between us, at most we've exchanged a few words."
Liu Sanming laughed heartily and walked toward the villa's reception room.
