Feng Mi chased Xiong Er and the others away; it was because Qin Liuxi and his disciple had another wave of guests to meet, with the arrival being none other than Teng Zhao's biological father.
"You just wait, the time you spend in the capital will surely be busier than in Li City," Feng Mi said gleefully, giving Qin Liuxi a sideways glance.
Listen to this—is this something one should say?
There's a saying: 'If not beaten for three days, one will climb to the roof to remove the tiles.' It is time to stretch one's muscles and bones.
Qin Liuxi offered Feng Mi a sardonic smile.
Seeing the bad omen, Feng Mi immediately slipped away: "I'm going to check the items delivered for the auction."
Qin Liuxi snorted and brought Teng Zhao into the elegant guest room, only to see Teng Tianhan standing up. Trailing half a step behind him was a young woman in her early twenties.
