Peony listened intently, murmuring his words from time to time as she committed them to heart.
As news of Chen Ping'an's imminent promotion spread like wildfire, the number of factions in Weishui County City truly qualified to invite him to a banquet had, contrary to expectation, dwindled. Though many groups came to call on him today, most simply expressed their felicitations. Of course, these greetings were invariably accompanied by gifts.
The only ones who actually invited Chen Ping'an to a banquet were the Four Great Noble Families of Weishui. Their invitations didn't conflict with one another; clearly, the families had come to a tacit understanding.
'The Liu Family, the Mu Family, the Fu Family, the Fang Family...' Chen Ping'an leaned back in his chair, his expression as placid as an old well. Scenes from the past surfaced in his mind.
