That was what he was thinking, but Chen Yi didn't let it show. He simply stood calmly to one side.
He did a quick calculation. The Mid-Autumn Festival was just over ten days away.
If he subtracted the three to five days since Pei Guanli had sent her letter…
The Mountain Race must have sent Pei Qian to Shu State Prefecture City the moment they received it.
That wasn't slow at all.
Besides, the fact that Pei Qian had produced a letter from Xiao Jinghong suggested he had also stopped at the Wu Mountain Mutual Market for some time.
However, Chen Yi was more concerned about the Mountain Race's stance on the Five Poison Sect, and how many people Pei Qian had brought with him this time.
Just then, Pei Guanli voiced the question on his mind. "Brother, did you come alone?"
Pei Qian shook his head. "No."
"Third Grand-Uncle, Uncle Li, and Aunt Chu came with me. And Little Sister is here too..."
He listed over a dozen names, bringing a look of delight to Pei Guanli's round face.
