Mo Yanchi had just had a few cups of peach blossom wine; his face was now rosy as he stroked his beard and laughed heartily.
"Emperor need not praise, Marquis Wan's reputation, I have heard of many times during my time in Great Chu. Not only that, but my second disciple Yuan Zhen has mentioned that Marquis Wan is both brave and wise, worthy of being Great Chu's number one Imperial Guard!"
Feng Fuce maintained a calm demeanor as he sat beside Bai Zhi'er.
Bai Zhi'er swiftly unwrapped the oil paper.
The Bean Cake steamed with heat, the rich sweet aroma wafting over.
"Father, Mother, Master, you must try this. It's Xijiang Yue's pastry, usually you can't even buy it after queuing for a long time. Brother Ce waited in line for a long time to get them for me."
Mo Yanchi laughed, "Is that so? Then I must have a good taste."
At that moment, Xie Yu slowly walked back.
Bai Xilie warmly called out, "Young man from the Xie Family, come, try our Great Chu's pastries."
