In a serene courtyard embellished with a babbling pond and verdant vines stretching overhead, Xing Wujiang's earlier cold demeanor vanished. With warmth in his eyes, he lifted a copper cup to toast his guests.4

“Little brothers, let me dedicate this toast to you!”3

This courtyard was a secluded sanctuary, surrounded by multiple barriers that isolated it from the outside world. Apart from a handful of pretty attendants delivering food, only Xing Wujiang, Long Chen, and Mo Nian were present in this tranquil setting.1

“Many thanks, City Lord. If it weren’t for your help, the two of us would have been forced to flee. We should be raising this toast to you,” replied Long Chen. He and Mo Nian hastily rose to toast Xing Wujiang.1

Xing Wujiang waved his hand. “Sit, sit. The...3