"Yes, Young Lord Feng." Mayor Bi smiled. "As the matchmaker, of course Young Lord Feng will be an honored guest at the wedding ceremony, hahaha —"
Feng Xun looked at Mayor Bi as if the latter was an idiot. He had thought the mayor a smart guy at first, but as it turned out, he was the biggest fool.
"Well, I don't think that's possible." Feng Xun curled his lips.
Mayor Bi and Feng Yiran asked in unison, "Young Lord Feng, are you going back to the imperial capital already?"
Feng Xun darted a glance at Jun Linyuan, who seemed to be as undisturbed as ever. However, anyone who knew the crown prince well enough would realize that the guy was in a terrible mood. And when the crown prince was in a terrible mood, he wanted to kill someone.
"Going back?" Feng Xun rubbed his chin and glanced at Feng Wu. He wouldn't leave Northern Border City now, even if it wasn't about Feng Wu's cooking.
"What, then?" Feng Yiran asked curiously.
