Ma Bucun was the first to rise and raise his cup. "Everyone, let me propose a toast!"
"First, to welcome the three fine brothers from the Yan Zhao Sect to my humble home, I, Ma, am deeply honored. A toast, as a sign of my respect! Second, to apologize for the little misunderstanding with Mr. Long Aotian and Mr. Zhao Ritian earlier..."
Zhao Ritian cut him off. "You call prying my legs apart and kicking me in the crotch a little misunderstanding?"
Lu Chengwen kicked him under the table and immediately laughed. "It was a minor incident! Hahaha!"
"Uh... right! A minor incident! Hahahaha!"
After an awkward laugh, Ma Bucun continued, "In any case, my two good brothers, Mu Tou and Ma Wei, are here today as well, and I have made three new friends. Let us drink to friendship! Cheers!"
Long Aotian immediately said, "Thank you for King of Xiliang's generous hospitality. Cheers!"
Lu Chengwen added, "Cheers!"
Once the wine went down, everyone at the table began observing one another. Mu Tou and Ma Wei watched Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian, silently matching their breathing rhythms to roughly gauge the depth of their strength.
Long Aotian cautiously observed the people across from him as well. At the same time, the corner of his eye surveyed the people, scenery, and objects around them. With his keen senses, he could almost conclude that many people were lying in ambush nearby.
Yet that was only the surface of it.
If so many people were lying in ambush here, it meant the entire Ma Family had already entered a state of war!
This old Ma was prepared to stake his entire fortune and fight to the death at any time.
Fine... I need to think of a way.
Ma Bucun kept a smile