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The High Mountain King personally hosted Mu Feifei and Wu Dingxiang.
The banquet was a lengthy affair. Amidst the laughter and cheer, both parties drank for nearly four hours with no end in sight.
Dusk had begun to fall.
In the North District, the snow was falling harder and harder.
Wu Dingxiang glanced at the snow outside the window before turning to Mu Feifei. "Sister Feifei, the High Mountain King just suggested we stay here for two nights. He also offered to show us the scenery of the high mountains... What do you think?"
"..." Mu Feifei remained silent.
Because the High Mountain King was already striding toward her and Wu Dingxiang.
"Ninth Princess!" the High Mountain King began.
He was a middle-aged man with a single horn on his head. He was incredibly tall, well over three meters, and was draped in a thick animal hide.
