It would be more appropriate for Shang Ningyi to invite Qian Jiyun and An Jiuyue for his birthday. It was only Shang Ningluo's birthday, but he had invited so many lords. Those who did not know better would think that Shang Ningyi wanted to choose a husband for his sister.
Perhaps some people really thought so. After all, Shang Ningluo was not young anymore.
There were also a few lords who might be interested in Shang Ningluo. Camp Ning Se's status was not low. Marrying Shang Ningluo would be beneficial.
"Why do you care? Just eat and drink well later," An Jiuyue said.
Fu Ming was speechless.
Eat and drink well? He was not used to eating food on Huayan Peak. But he had to eat, even if he was not used to it.
However, it would be unreasonable to eat food like that at such a banquet. They might as well eat and drink in their tent.
"Second Brother—"
