"The goddess has matters to discuss with her."
Jun Xiangyi smiled slightly, "So, that's how it is."
The maid, seeing the person had left, had no choice but to return and report.
Jun Xiangyi didn't expect her aunt to guess correctly, so she lost interest in staying here too.
Sweeping a glance around at the various demons and gods, Xu Mohan had drunk quite a lot of wine, his face flushed. Compared to him, Long Yubei had only had a few sips, almost as if he hadn't drunk at all.
She got up, approached Long Yubei, and whispered, "Aunt's feeling unwell; why don't you go check on her first, Uncle?"
Long Yubei had wanted to leave anyway; now was a perfect opportunity, "Alright."
Jun Xiangyi turned to Xu Mohan, who was also about to stand up, "Are you leaving too?"
"Yes."
