Everyone enjoyed the feast. Flaming Fire and Mo Ziming were half drunk, but Yan Yexi's face was still red.
Yan Yexi carried all of his luggage onto the horse carriage. He held his horsewhip and charged at Mo Ziyu with fire. "Let's part ways here. If we meet in the capital city someday, we'll have a good drink!" he said, clasping his fists.
Flaming Fire got on the horse and cupped his fists at Yan Zheke and Ye Xi, saying, "That's for sure. Next time, let me welcome you in the capital city!"
Mo Ziming stepped forward and bowed deeply to Yan Yexi. "The Fourth Young Master has already prepared a manor and a welcoming banquet in the capital. Miss, please return to the manor to look for him when you arrive."
Yan Yexi nodded and nimbly jumped onto the carriage. "Pa!" With a crisp sound, the c
