"Mr. Lu said he didn't know what to give you this year, so he thought of giving you this. The eagle symbolizes freedom, bravery, strength, and victory, and implies the spirit of moving forward courageously, as well as passion..."
"Mr. Lu said that there will always be a time when an eagle will soar into the sky. He believes that what you want to do will be accomplished one day."
Qiao Nian looked at the exquisite totem in the box and the Saker Falcon that the old man was going to give her, and her voice was soft, slow and indifferent.
Return the things to him: "I received your kindness, but I don't want the things anymore."
The old man in black was very confused and dodged the hand, not intending to accept it. His expression changed slightly and he said forcefully: "I haven't taken back the things I gave away!"
At this time, someone at the ninth table recognized him.
Master Cheng was still wondering why this person looked so familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.
He just remembered when he saw the old man's face fall, and immediately said to Bo Jingxing excitedly: "It's Smith! This man is Smith."
Bo Jingxing pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, looking puzzled: "Who is Smith?"
Master Cheng retracted his hand, his expression was no longer as excited as before, and his expression became complicated: "He is one of the living masters of black weapon manufacturing in the world today, and he has not been seen for several years. People outside are saying that he may have died. I didn't expect that he is not only alive but also appeared at Qiao Nian's birthday."
He has seen too many characters today who only exist in legends.
For example, Feng Yu and Xie Tingyun.
Another example is the black weapon master he just recognized.
"This person is neither good nor evil. He is neither a good person nor a bad person." Master Cheng did not particularly admire him, but he respected his achievements in the professional field.
After hearing what he said, Bo Jingxing probably understood the identity of the person who came, so he showed a thoughtful expression, propped up his chin with his hand, and raised his thin lips with interest: "It seems that Wang Ye's love rival is very powerful."
"What did you say?" Master Cheng was unaware of the young people's gossip and was confused by what he heard.
Bo Jingxing was very sensible in what he did. He did not drag Master Cheng to talk about other people's privacy behind their backs. He just smiled and shook his head and said, "Nothing, I just said it casually."
He went on to say, "Others have given such big gifts, I wonder what gift Master Wang has prepared for his girlfriend." Master Cheng is no longer interested in these things at his age, and he just stared at the old man in black with burning eyes.
Smith!
It turned out to be Smith who came to give a gift!
Just when Qiao Nian was in a stalemate with the old man in black.
There was another noise at the door.
"What day is it today? Why do people keep coming?"
"Who is it this time?"
There was a commotion in the banquet hall.
Everyone was talking, whispering to each other, and looking at the person coming in from outside.
This time the person who came in was still an old man.
However, this time it was not an old man who came in, but a white-haired old couple. They walked in side by side, with loving smiles on their faces.
Both of them were dressed simply and had nothing in their hands, so they looked inconspicuous.
But Master Cheng, who had just recognized Smith, was still able to sit in his seat with self-control. But when he saw the old couple coming in, he couldn't stop his trembling shoulders and stood up suddenly: "Master Qian?!"
He was far away, and even though he was shaking with excitement, his voice was trembling and he couldn't control the volume.
But except for two or three tables near them, most people didn't hear him speak.
Next to the Jiusuo table on the left was the table of Jiang family relatives. Jiang Yao saw that Master Cheng, who was always known for his seriousness and old-fashionedness, actually stood up.
(End of this chapter)