Making Friends

“Little Brother Qin, since I came to invite you myself, you will not decline again, right?” Xi Men Yu said with a smile.

“As long as the Young Masters will not deliberately go against me, I do want to experience to what extent a Feudal Lord family would spend on their banquet, haha.”

Inwardly, Xi Men Yu felt a trace of joy when he heard the teasing from Qin Wushuang's tone. He could see that the son of the Qin had mostly let go of his hostility toward the Xi Men Feudal Lords.

He immediately smiled and followed up by saying: “Then I will await your arrival at my residence.”

"Sure, of course." Suddenly, Qin Wushuang's ear moved, "We’ve caused too much of a commotion, someone is coming."

Both the elder and the youth smiled at each other. With a mutual understanding, both figures fled into the bamboo forest and disappeared in a flash.