Fu Bao saw Shen Cong look towards the door and hurriedly said, "It's probably some sharp-eyed person who heard about your new noble title, sir. You go ahead and entertain your noble guest first, we are fine drinking on our own!"
Shen Cong said, "Then I'll go first!"
He had anticipated that someone would come today, so he had insistently persuaded Fu Bao and the others to stay, so they could witness this farce with their own eyes.
Because of the angle and the fact that Shen Cong had deliberately closed the door, it was impossible to see Fu Bao and the others eating and drinking in the side hall from the courtyard entrance.
When Shen Cong came to the door, it turned out to be his family as expected. What surprised him was that Shen Cheng had personally come.
His wrist wound had already scabbed over. Despite the intense heat, he didn't wrap it in gauze and left it exposed, which looked rather horrifying.
