Now Zhao Bin is shocked. He stares at the middle-aged man in front of him. He looks nearly forty years old. He looks much older than Yang Haiqian, but his hand is pinching his neck like a pair of iron forceps.

"Mr. Situ."

"How did you come, Mr. Situ?"

The monkey greeted with a hippy smile, while Yang Haiqian awkwardly got up and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Why did you say I came upstairs with all this noise?"

"All my brothers are joking."

"Yeah, let's play."

The monkey and Yang Haiqian laughed and said, but Zhao Bin could see that the two men were very...