"Ying sister? Why are you here?" Fang Yi was somewhat surprised.
"I'm here to pick you up," Zhao Xueying smiled.
"Pick me up?"
"You saved my father-in-law, so I have arranged a banquet at the Tianjing Fragrance Pavilion to invite you. I wonder if you would be interested in going," Zhao Xueying said, her smile as radiant as a pure snow lotus.
Fang Yi, who had no place to go at the moment, smiled and said, "Well, in that case, I'm troubling you, Ying sister."
Fang Yi planned to have a meal first and then find a hotel to stay in. He had taken to heart the way he was set up today and felt he wouldn't be able to live with himself if he didn't settle the score.
So Fang Yi got into the car and left with Zhao Xueying.
In the car, Zhao Xueying looked at Fang Yi in the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "By the way, Fang Yi, tell me about some of the local customs and characters in Moon City."