When Pei Guanli heard this, she forgot all about dealing with the scoundrels who dared to badmouth her brother-in-law and came running over excitedly.
She was dressed in the unique attire of the Mountain Race: an alternating red and blue dress, adorned with silver accessories.
As she moved, the bell on her necklace swayed gently, like a fluttering butterfly.
JINGLE, JINGLE, JINGLE.
"Brother-in-law, what's this good stuff you mentioned?"
"Come inside with me and you'll find out."
Chen Yi finished speaking with a stiff smile and pulled Pei Guanli straight into the main hall.
Not only that, but he also quietly beckoned to Xiao Jinghong, who was busy arranging the head table.
Without a second thought, Xiao Jinghong followed them.
Once Chen Yi whispered in her ear and she understood what Pei Guanli had done, she immediately shut the door.
Pei Guanli, clearly unaware of the gravity of the situation, crossed her fair, delicate feet and asked with a giggle:
