The private room door was suddenly knocked, and Song Qianhang got up to open it, only to see Xie Xun standing outside, accompanied by an old acquaintance.
"Brother Xie, Brother Jingwen, why are you here?"
Song Qianhang was surprised, as Song Jingwen was known for his stiff and unromantic nature, yet he came to this kind of place?
"Qianhang, I just heard you were up here and didn't believe it. Given your nature, how could you not go down... Oh, we have company?"
"Ah, turns out it's familiar faces."
Xie Xun's flamboyant voice overshadowed even the pipa music below.
Hearing this, Su Juan turned to look. His robe was still flamboyantly luxurious, with two new jade pendants hanging at his waist today, and the jewels on his headpiece were clearly priceless.
[Dressed like a peacock displaying its feathers. Xie Xun is indeed flashy.]
Xie Xun's smile stiffened slightly as he squinted, peacock? Displaying feathers? Flashy?
