C1995 Lufouan

On the side of the banquet stage, an old man in his nineties appeared.

The old man's body was bloated, but he gave off a luxurious feeling.

Under his white hair, his face was as red as a baby's.

A kind and amiable face, with a kind of easygoing.

Although he was not as fast as Hua Jincai, every step he took was as calm as a feather. His body was as light as a swallow, but it was as heavy as Mt