"Valley Master Chen, if this is about our previous conflict, then I apologize."
At Zhu Yiwen's signal, Teng Miao stood up and offered a toast, his expression deferential.
"Everyone has witnessed your strength, and I am deeply impressed. Celestial Ghost City cannot do without you. If you aren't here for the coming defense, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold the city with just the people we have."
Happiness had come so suddenly that neither of them dared to believe it.
To be honest, this banquet wasn't meant to be a 'dismissal over drinks' in the slightest. The two of them just wanted to smooth over their conflict with Chen Che and prevent him from making things difficult for them later. If it were them—
—they would have done the same.
So, they only believed about thirty percent of what Chen Che said about leaving, at most. After all, they had witnessed his terrifying prestige during the conflict below Three Rivers Peak.
