That’s… getting angry?

Fang Yue looked at Butler Hai, who shook his head slightly: “Night-daren, don't provoke her. If you really get married, I wouldn't be surprised if you were poisoned to death by Miss one day.”

Fang Yue's face darkened, and he thought proudly: Me, the King of the Night, afraid of poison?

But then, Fang Yue remembered the days of being hit with Xia Xiyu's stacked sleeping pills, and immediately cowered.

A wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall; poisoning is just a low-level trick!

What's more, Fang Yue had never even thought about doing anything with Miss.

The handkerchief in Fang Yue's hand, don’t look at it being dirty, it’s all been washed by Fang Yue himself.

It's just stained with the blood of I don't know how many bizarre creatures, the enemy's blood, and it can't be washed clean at all. The current dirty state is already the limit.

Following the team into Dayang City, he asked someone to take care of his Liehong horse.

Fang Yue was soon arranged to meet the head of the Dayang Mansion, as well as the others from the Dayang Merchant Troupe.

In the hall, a grand banquet was prepared.

“This must be Night-daren, who my daughter has been talking about. The dishes are almost ready, please take a seat quickly.”

The head of the Yang Troupe was younger than Fang Yue had imagined, about forty years old, with a refined and amiable middle-aged appearance.

If he were holding a book instead of a wine glass, he might be mistaken for a teacher.

Fang Yue looked around and walked towards the position where Miss was sitting.

The people around were stunned for a moment, and Butler Hai, standing behind Yang Hongxia, quickly winked at Fang Yue.

What?

Is there something wrong?

Fang Yue paused, standing next to Miss, and was pulled down by her, to sit down.

“There’s nothing wrong with it, just sit here.”

Miss glared at the surrounding people forcefully, and they all quickly withdrew their gazes. Some people smiled awkwardly, but no one followed up.

Obviously, Miss's status was a cut above them all.

As the legitimate heir to the Dayang Merchant Troupe, everyone except the head of the troupe had to listen to Miss's orders.

Before long, more and more people arrived.

When the last man in white came in and saw someone sitting next to Miss, his face turned cloudy for a while.

“Congratulations to Miss on her safe return. May I ask who this brother next to you is, and why is he occupying my seat?”

Even though it didn’t seem to be a particularly powerful merchant troupe, there seemed to be a lot of rules.

“Guest Official Bing, since when did the seat next to me become yours?”

“…Does Miss think I’m not worthy?”

“Unworthy! You’re just an ungrateful wretch. Today, let alone Night-daren being willing to be my Dayang Merchant Troupe’s Supreme Guest Official, even if he isn’t, I wasn’t planning on keeping you anymore.”

Miss stood up with a snap, and said coldly.

Everyone was stunned. Some looked worried, some were secretly pleased, and others remained expressionless and neutral.

For a moment, everyone reacted differently. Head Yang frowned, but said nothing.

Guest Official Bing was both surprised and angry, and said in a low voice, “Miss, don’t go too far! You’re not qualified to remove me from the position of Supreme Guest Official! Come back and tell me when you’ve replaced father as the head of the troupe!”

With a snort, Guest Official Bing flung his sleeves and walked out, obviously not planning to stay here and take the abuse, but was pulled back by Head Yang with a single sentence.

“Guest Official Bing, please stay. You’ve been wronged in this matter, and I will naturally uphold justice.”

Guest Official Bing had Head Yang backing him up, and Fang Yue had Miss backing him up.

The two seemed to be competing with each other, and Fang Yue was speechless at the flowery words and actions.

It’s just finding a place to eat, why care so much? Tonight, I [Fang…

Night-daren, as a challenger, is issuing a challenge to you. Do you dare accept?”

Fang Yue: ???

“Good! I’ll wait for you outside!”

Guest Official Bing locked his gaze on Fang Yue for a while with a gloomy expression, and then jumped out.

“Come and fight!”

Those who supported Guest Official Bing stood up one after another, and came outside to watch the show.

“Night-daren, spare his life.”

Miss glanced at Guest Official Bing, as if looking at a clown.

Everyone was shocked by these words.

Where did Miss get the confidence to tell this Night-daren to hold back and not kill anyone??

I’ve never heard of a Night-daren in Chu Nuan City, where did this guy come from?

“Come and fight!”

Guest Official Bing was still clamoring outside, and everyone’s eyes were even more focused on Fang Yue, making him the center of attention.

Helpless, Fang Yue asked, “After the fight, we eat?”

“Eat!”

As soon as Miss finished speaking, Fang Yue's figure suddenly blurred for a moment. Before Miss could rub her eyes, there was a loud bang, and Fang Yue was seen walking in from the door, patting the dust off his clothes.

Miss's pupils shrank. She looked at the afterimage in front of her slowly dissipating, and then looked at Fang Yue, who had returned and sat down, eating his fill without regard for others. She was both surprised and delighted in her heart…

“Such a thing actually happened!?”

Head Yang narrowed his eyes.