"Wei Chuyang, what's wrong with you?" Xing Ming asked hastily, startled by Wei Chuyang's appearance. "Where are Wei Renwei and Wei Taining? And where's the food I asked you to buy?"
"Food? What food? You only told us to get money, not to buy food," Wei Chuyang replied, looking utterly confused.
Xing Ming was mortified. He had just promised the members of the Thirteen External Families that they would eat well tonight—a full, satisfying meal. Now, Wei Chuyang had just run in and made a fool of him.
The members of the Thirteen External Families narrowed their eyes, sensing something was amiss. Long Yifei was out of money, which was why he hadn't fed them all day. So, he had secretly sent Wei Chuyang, Wei Renwei, and Wei Taining out to get some cash.
"So where's the money you got?" Xing Ming demanded angrily.
