Of course, no one objected. They came out not only to see the night scene of Yan City but mainly because it had been a long time since they had seen each other and wanted to gather and chat.
Ximen Song pulled Beiting Huang to the back, and only after Nangong Qianxi and her sister had walked a bit away did Ximen Song turn to Beiting Huang with a salute, "Little Ninth, I'm not willing to impose, but my grandfather insists I thank you in person!"
Ximen Song, in a white nine-dragon and nine-phoenix brocade robe, appeared as elegantly as bamboo bending in a gentle breeze. When Beiting Huang saw him awkwardly salute, he couldn't help but chuckle, sending a burst of power to lift Ximen Song's form. "Without saying anything, Brother Ximen, how would I know what you're thanking me for?"
