Did Ming Disha see those four little friends?
He saw them.
Did he care about them?
He did not.
Did Lu Chengwen see those two little animals and two pitiful wretches?
He saw them.
Did he pay them any mind?
Heh, they were drinking.
And did Long Aotian see the four of them?
Of course he did.
Did he have time to go ask them a question?
No, no. Over here, he was busy building rapport with Jiang Xiaohu, the Jiang Family's number one young master!
This was an excellent opportunity—one that would never come again if missed, one countless people could only beg for... a deep exchange with the Jiang Family's eldest young master, building ties, becoming sworn brothers, baring their hearts, even shedding all their outer shells and stripping away the veneer of pride to return to their truest selves!
How could he have time to bother with them?
After today's drinking session, his relationship with the Jiang Family would be different!
On a grand scale, the Yan Zhao Sect would have forged ties with the Jiang Family. On a smaller, more practical scale, when he traveled the martial world in the future, he could casually say: "Huh? Who are you talking about? Tiger Highness of the Jiang Family? I know him. We've had drinks together. Ah, I'm practically family with him! My junior brother is his sworn brother. We drank together on the mountain until dawn that day! I can't speak for anyone else, but I know Jiang Xiaohu very well."
Finally, did Zhao Ritian see them?
He saw them.
He had wanted to go over and curse at them, but Lu Chengwen nudged his ankle and gave him a look. Zhao Ritian actually caught on!
Once Lu Chengwen called everyone over for drinks, they all understood