Upon hearing this, Ji Fengming and the others in the room exchanged glances and then burst into laughter.

"You little rascal, your brain is much sharper than your brother's," Ji Chenhai said, affectionately ruffling Ji Fengyao's hair.

He felt that his daughter was perfect in every way, and no one in the world could compare to her. Marrying her off to the Ninth Prince was a waste for that brat!

Shang Xiye, who was inexplicably glared at by his father-in-law, was speechless.

My father-in-law's heart is truly as unfathomable as the bottom of the sea;

I was just praising his chess skills, why is he glaring at me now?

Ji Fengming pouted: "Dad, really, if you're going to praise my sister, why do you always have to put me down?"

Xi Que, Lin Shuang, and Bai Lu brought in the washed vegetables. Hearing Ji Fengming's words, they cheerfully chimed in, "Young Master, our Miss said that this is called 'no comparison, no harm.'"

The room erupted in laughter.

Ji Fengming: "..."

Are you guys really going to hurt me like this? Don't I have any pride?

Because Chen Xiaoyi and the others were coming over for dinner, Ji Fengyao took out a lot of ingredients. This time, she called Ji Fengming and Hei Xiao, and the three of them, along with the three maids, went to clean them.

When Chen Xiaoyi and the skinny man heard that Ji Fengyao and the others were going to invite them to dinner, and after hearing the scarred man say a lot of good things about Ji Fengming and his sister, they thought it was a good opportunity to get to know them, so they gladly went to the banquet.

When they arrived, four tables had already been set up in Ji Fengyao's courtyard.

Ji Fengyao's side has two tables;

Chen Xiaoyi's two tables.

Chen Xiao glanced at the table full of raw vegetables and meat, and the only pot in the middle, and immediately felt a little disdainful: These rude江湖人士 (jianghu people) really have no manners.

Not only him, but actually, apart from the scarred man, the nine skinny brothers all had similar thoughts, feeling that these unremarkable people had a really unrefined way of eating.

If it weren't for the incredibly fragrant broth and the exceptionally delicious wine on the table, none of them would have been willing to touch their chopsticks.

They exchanged pleasantries with each other.

After Chen Xiaoyi and the others reluctantly picked up their chopsticks and took a bite, the atmosphere suddenly changed.

A flurry of chopsticks danced across the table, accompanied by smacking sounds and exclamations of praise.

"Mmm! It smells delicious!"

"Wow! It's so delicious!"

"Sizzle! That was so satisfying!"

Meanwhile, Ji Fengyao and the others leisurely ate their hotpot, occasionally casting "caring" glances their way with, all accompanied by "friendly" yet meaningful smiles.

With the help of delicious food and wine, after a meal, Chen Xiaoyi and the others had become sworn brothers with Ji Chenhai and Ji Fengming, as if they were family.

Shang Xiye couldn't drink too much at night, so he just drank a couple of cups and then pretended to be drunk.

Ji Fengyao helped him inside to rest early in the morning.

The three girls didn't want to mingle with so many men, and they were afraid that if they drank too much, people would notice something was amiss, so they only had a few drinks before leaving early to rest.

The remaining three, Ji Chenhai and his son, along with Hei Xiao, drank with Chen Xiaoyi and the others until late at night.

Chen Xiaoyi was finally quite drunk. He grabbed Ji Fengming's arm, hiccuping, and said in a mysterious low voice, "Young Master Long, tell me honestly, why did you leave the capital on the same day as us? Are you going to chase after someone?"

Ji Fengming squinted his eyes, feigning mystery, and shook his head with a smile: "It can't be said, it can't be said!"

“Even if you didn’t say it, I could guess. We’re definitely like the other groups that came out of Kyoto after us, all going to kill gods, right?” Chen Xiaoyi was completely drunk and couldn’t control his mouth at all. He grabbed Ji Fengming and spilled all his secrets: “Me and…we and you have the same goal!”