"I will convey everything truthfully." Ji Dongqing cupped his hands again. "Sect Master Zheng wouldn't mind us having a cup of birthday wine, right?"
"You've grown quite thick-skinned." Zheng Dongliu chuckled noncommittally. "Your seats are over there."
"Then I must thank Sect Master Zheng."
As Ji Dongqing's group took their seats, Zheng Dongliu clapped his hands, and the birthday banquet continued according to the process.
Lu Jin'an observed the courtesans whom Zhao Shize had invited in his name as they entered to play music and dance. He peeled a pomelo while looking toward the Demon Clan's location.
With one glance, he met eyes with the young Demon Emperor who had just presented a birthday gift. The other party bared his teeth in a smile and then spoke loudly, "You Humans sure know how to enjoy yourselves. It's hard for this emperor to take his eyes off those legs, but it's all too dull."
