"Tiantong?" The short, fat man frowned as soon as he heard those two words. "You really do have a good relationship with Tiantong."
"Alright, that's all in the past," Feng Jun said with a smile. "We survived a great disaster together. We defended the same wall as comrades-in-arms. What grudge can't be resolved?"
"That's true." The short, fat man raised a cup of wine and drained it in one gulp. "Mwah, that hit the spot! Are you pursuing that little girl from the Huangfu Clan?"
He really wanted to ask whether there was something special about the flowerpot Feng Jun had bought from him, but with so many people around, how could he ask?
"Nothing of the sort." Feng Jun shook his head. "I'll be entering the Emergence from Dust Stage soon. She's only a little girl in the Qi Refining Stage."
"Entering the Emergence from Dust Stage soon... look how impressive you are." The short, fat man rolled his eyes. "That's a Golden Core family. Even if you really enter the Emergence from Dust Stage, you should be secretly thrilled if you manage to win that little girl over... Give me another cup, and pour one for my friend too."
Ji Ping'an was displeased. "Could you drink a little slower? This is Lovesick Dream!"
As they ate and drank merrily, Qi Wusheng gave the High Qi Condensation cultivator beside him a meaningful look.
The High Qi Condensation cultivator had no temper left. There was no need to ask around anymore—this man really did have ties to the Huangfu Clan.
The two had made fools of themselves and could only leave resentfully. After walking a short distance, the High Qi Condensation cultivator gave a disgruntled snort. "Entering the Emergence from Dust Stage soon? Heh... that guy's pretty arrogant for nothing