"Hm?"
Emperor Quan's gaze fixed, and he punched Zhan Se's shoulder, laughing as he threw Zhan Se's swear words back at Leng Xiao.
"Fuck! Hoodlum!"
"Heh."
Leng Xiao matched his punch, raising an eyebrow, "You've been gone for so long, finally getting married, do well!"
Shaking his head, the ferocity in Emperor Quan's eyes dissipated, and he couldn't help but chuckle, "Tsk, I really can't see it, Old Niao, you're actually a freaking dark horse!"
Leng Xiao waved his hand, "Compared to you, Lord Quan the Fourth, I'm far behind."
"Pot calling the kettle black!"
The two men exchanged a smile and without any more prattle, each got into their cars and went their separate ways home.
Now back to Zhan Se.
When she arrived home, even though she was mentally prepared, she was still taken aback.
