Yang Fei nodded, "Yeah, I should head back."
"Huaxia is my home, my family is all waiting for me."
Lady Feijin's eyes reddened in an instant.
"Alright, I'll treat you guys to a drink to celebrate your departure."
That night, Lady Feijin hosted a grand banquet.
She personally officiated the farewell for Yang Fei, Fan Yi, and Mad Blade.
Yang Fei drank his fill, not knowing how much he had consumed.
He dozily fell asleep.
In his daze, Yang Fei suddenly felt a warm and scorching body slip under the blanket.
She was like a burning flame.
Someone murmured softly, "Yang Fei, I love you…"
The next day dawned bright.
Yang Fei opened his eyes and found himself in Lady Feijin's overly luxurious room.
He vaguely remembered the absurdity of last night.
Yang Fei reached out to touch beside him, but found it empty.
The fragrance of a woman lingered on the blanket, but the woman had already disappeared.
Just then, the door to the room opened.