Long Fei stayed alone on the mountain for a while. In the end he really couldn't avoid it anymore and let Song Yuchan drag him down.
Now Song Yuchan had basically become Lin Yingying's little maid, trailing behind this Sect Hierarch's wife all day, buttering her up nonstop.
If Long Fei didn't go down the mountain, she would just stay by his side, muttering and refusing to leave.
Long Fei was truly helpless, and only then did he let her pull him down.
Looking at the crowd around the bonfire at the foot of the mountain, Song Yuchan called out happily, "Master, why are you hiding up there all by yourself? Look how lively it is down here—uncles and elders from the sect all gathered to drink and chat, isn't it great?"
"You're still young, you don't understand!"
Long Fei looked at the pile of women and felt a headache coming on.
This really was fate messing with him on purpose.
