Seeing the panicked flinch from most of Su Yao's friends, Wu Ling quickly stood and strode forward to greet the two young men with cupped hands and a very slight bow. "Brother Xiong and Brother Liu, was it?" Wu Ling greeted the two men directly. "We should give the fairies here time to prepare themselves for the banquet," he continued smoothly. "Sister Xiang was just scolding me for being where I shouldn't be. Besides, there's nothing to drink here but tea. I'm sure Young Lord Fang must have a few jugs of fine wine to start the evening with shouldn't he?"
"I don't see why we can't just bring the beauties with us," the golden haired young man said loudly, his eyes scanning around the room before settling on the curvy figure of Zheng Qingye. "I'm sure having a beauty or two to pour for us would only make the wine sweeter."
