Fang Che figured that once he finished this cup, the matter should be settled.
Sure enough, Yan Beihan's expression softened.
Fang Che seized the opportunity to raise his cup and said with a smile, "Lord Yan, Lord Bi, about this... I won't say anything more. In short, I've made a huge profit. I know there are many hurdles waiting for me, but... at a time like this, if I could still retreat, then I, Fang Che, wouldn't be much of a man."
He said solemnly, "I'll toast you both. For the rest of my life, please look after me."
Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan raised their cups at the same time.
Yan Beihan smiled. "At a time like this, you don't have to call us Lord Yan and Lord Bi, do you? We're family here, but you're making things so formal. My grandfather calls me Xiao Han. Yun Yan's nickname is Yun Yan—or Yanyan, either is fine. Call us whatever you like."
Fang Che coughed and said, "No, no... there's no need. Lord Yan will be Lord Yan for life, and Lord Bi will be Lord Bi for life. I like calling you that. And I must refer to myself as your subordinate too. Cough... no matter when."
Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan thought about it, and their faces immediately flushed with embarrassment.
They cursed him together. "What a shameless bastard!"
But exactly how shameless a bastard he was, neither of them explained. Their eyes merely shimmered with overflowing embarrassment.
The three of them raised their cups and drained them.
Yan Beihan was so embarrassed that she almost spilled her wine...
It took Yan Beihan a while to suppress her embarrassment. With a composed expression, she ate while saying, "Yun Yan, after we leave, we must remind each other. No