Chirp… Chirp…

The crowd fell eerily silent when Stellar greeted Fred. It was a stark contrast to the rowdy discussions they were having when the group of Maseratis first arrived at Peach Blossom Village.

The only thing that was audible was the sound of cicadas in the trees.

No one could believe that this extremely grand entrance was for Fred, not even if they racked their brains.

Many even rubbed their eyes or shook their heads, doubting if they had seen or heard correctly.

Yet, the truth remained that Stellar was here for Fred. The latter was unfazed while the former was still bent at the waist.

Finally, the crowd erupted in an uproar.

“Oh, my God! T-They’re actually here for Fred! His business must’ve become very successful over the past few years!”

“It’s got to be more than just his business that’s successful. You can’t possibly own that many cars just because you’ve got good business! T-The Yates sure are lucky! They thought they adopted an ordinary punk when he’s much more