"I was just passing through, Lord Yan. There's no need for all this."
Chen Ping'an smiled and politely declined Yan Wu's proposal.
But Yan Wu insisted, saying that as colleagues from the Garrison Commandant's Office and given their past connection, it was only right for them to get together now that they had met again.
Seeing Yan Wu's insistence, Chen Ping'an smiled and agreed.
Regardless, back during the turmoil caused by the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, Yan Wu had been of considerable help to him.
Meeting again now, sharing a few drinks was not an excessive request—it was perfectly normal.
As the Vice Commander of the Outer City Garrison, Yan Wu was naturally considered a giant in Weishui Outer City. On his orders, his subordinates quickly arranged for a restaurant.
Inside a private room, Chen Ping'an and Yan Wu sat facing each other, while Chen Erya sat quietly and obediently to the side.
As cups and glasses clinked, the atmosphere grew lively.
