Duan Tang's hands slid into his pant pockets, his white-clad figure under the bright moonlight seemed gentle as jade.
"Thank you for what happened before," An Yiqing softly said.
Duan Tang knew that An Yiqing was referring to the recent crisis between Xuanjin Pharmaceuticals and the An Family, where her allied powers had all stepped forward. Mu Yun Group was at the forefront of making an example.
Duan Tang shook his head nonchalantly, his eyes seemingly twinkling.
"We're friends, saying thanks makes it awkward. If you really want to express gratitude, just visit home more often and keep my grandfather company. I haven't had time recently, and he's been feeling quite lonely."
An Yiqing slightly furrowed her eyebrows, then suddenly asked.
"Is there trouble with Muyun Society recently?"
"Just a few locusts after autumn, minor issues."
