"Good luck to Young Master Zhou, may he immediately succeed. This time, that frivolous fool is going to suffer," said the descendants of other families as they quickly raised their glasses to flatter him.
"Once Family Head Zhou takes the position of City Lord, we will come back here to celebrate. For today, let's not go home until we're drunk!" Flattery wasn't limited to one individual.
...
While Miss Zhao Shi and others celebrated jubilantly, in the back courtyard of the restaurant, a faint grunt was heard. A hidden guard behind a rockery slumped to the ground softly, and then, two figures appeared. It was Mu Hanyan and Zirong.
"It's truly unexpected, such tight security in the backyard of a small restaurant," Zirong remarked as he tossed away the brick he had used.
