"I hope Senior White can make it in time for the annual meeting," Song Shuhang said with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword chimed in, "No need to worry, even if Senior White isn't here, as long as you're here, Shuhang, the Su Clan's annual meeting will definitely be safe."
Song Shuhang was confused.
Su Clan's Seven, who was behind him, burst into laughter, instantly understanding the situation.
After conducting some research in the Nine Provinces Number One Group, they had noticed a pattern. Whenever Senior White and Song Shuhang teamed up for an adventure, the process would be remarkably smooth and trouble-free.
"Oh, Shuhang, Seven, Little Sixteen, you've finally arrived," the voice of Thrice Reckless Mad Saber sounded from behind.
Su Clan's Sixteen turned her head and saw Senior Thrice Reckless Mad Saber holding a large wine jar that emitted a rich fragrance.
