"Ah, don't speak so harshly!"
Pei Xingyuan slapped the table and said, "You all promised to host a banquet for me outside the city when I arrived, and now I've not even had a sip of wine. I'm eating your bowl of porridge and getting gossip for it."
Shang Ruyi was amused by him to the point that her eyes had narrowed with laughter.
Yu Wenye knew this person was quite informal. If they let him continue jesting, they might not accomplish anything today. So, he sternly said, "What exactly are you here for? Speak clearly!"
Pei Xingyuan quickly adjusted his posture and then replied with a smile, "Well, I heard about yesterday's events, so I came to inquire. With so many markets in West City, plus Changle Square, what do you plan to do?"
Upon mentioning this, the atmosphere, which had been joyous thanks to his teasing, suddenly became heavy.
Shang Ruyi's brow involuntarily furrowed.
