Pei Nanwei saw that Wang Yue wasn't answering, clearly leaving it to her to respond. Her heart sank, but she could only accept her fate.
So she reluctantly turned around and looked at Wen Hua, saying sincerely, "Thank you for your kindness, young hero."
Though she hadn't said the rest, the swordsman understood what Pei Nanwei meant: she was willing to go.
But just as he was about to say something, he was captivated by Pei Nanwei's looks. He suddenly realized how alluring she was!
He was busy mooning over her when he saw her sincere smile, and grew a little embarrassed. He said earnestly, "I didn't really help with anything, so there's no need to thank me. Oh, right—I'm Wen Hua!"
Wen Hua's words made Pei Nanwei feel respected. It was the first time she had received such respect since marrying Prince Jing'an. She gave him a rare smile and said, "Thank you, Young Hero Wen!"
Wang Yue studied Wen Hua's face and could tell he was a man who valued loyalty. He seemed to have even injured himself for the sake of loyalty, and Wang Yue couldn't bear to let the fellow do something foolish.
So he smiled and said, "If you're still worried, Young Hero Wen, why not come back with me for a drink? That should put your mind completely at ease."
Wen Hua had come here because a beauty had lured him over. He hadn't found that woman, but he'd met someone even more beautiful, and he really did want to take another look.
He was a carefree sort, so when Wang Yue invited him for a drink, he readily agreed. "Sounds good! I haven't asked your name yet."
Wang Yue wasn't surprised that he'd agreed. He smiled and said, "My name is Wang Yue!"