Lu Xiaobu and Lin Feng sat back down in their chairs after apologizing to each other.
Meanwhile, the still-shaken Housekeeper Jia wiped his cold sweat and poured red wine for the two.
He muttered to himself in his heart—Young masters, sooner or later you're going to give me a heart attack!
When that happens, won't you have to pay for my medical expenses?!
So, for the sake of this old man, can you please not cause so much trouble?!
But he just muttered to himself!
After all, he knew it was futile!
"Cheers."
Lin Feng raised his glass towards Lu Xiaobu.
"Cheers."
Lu Xiaobu nodded, clinked glasses with Lin Feng, and then turned to Black Rose who was still holding a crossbow and asked, "You drinking?"
Black Rose ignored him, continuing to coldly watch these two guys to see what nonsense they'd spout next!
"Heh heh, embarrassing yourself, huh?"
Lin Feng chuckled.
"Only you would take polite words seriously. Look, Black Rose didn't take it seriously."
