Wei Feng had been working at Black Mountain Prefecture for many years, dealing with plenty of traveler gangs, but he'd never seen such a grand gesture from a youth like this before.
He felt a bit anxious inside, but more so tempted.
After hesitating for a good while, seeing Lu Chang'sheng still calm and composed, he finally said, "Lu Tongsheng, you really are a young talent. It's chilly and rainy—how about coming inside for a cup of hot wine to warm yourself up?"
"I'm truly grateful for Lord Wei's hospitality!"
The mood between the two instantly became harmonious; they entered the tent, and before long, laughter echoed out.
During that time, Lu Chang'sheng also heard the clanking of Black Mountain Army's armor as they left outside. He asked Wei Feng, and Wei Feng just smiled: "The leader of the Shaving Knife Gang isn't simple—his knife skills are supposed to be sharp. If he slips away, that's trouble, so I sent my brothers to check in!"
