"I toast to Young Master Hao."
Qin Feiyang raised his glass with a smile.
"Brother Mu, you're too kind."
"I'm just the messenger, the real reason my father was impressed is your hard work."
"Congratulations."
Young Master Hao also raised his glass.
Clink!
The two gently touched their glasses together and then drank to the last drop.
Then.
Young Master Hao conveyed through telepathy, "Brother Mu, I have some doubts. Can you help me clarify them?"
"Please go ahead, Young Master."
Qin Feiyang said.
Young Master Hao waved his hand and said, "Hey, let's forget the formalities. You can just call me 'brother' if you like!"
Qin Feiyang chuckled and said, "It's my honor."
"You!"
"If I say you're currying favor, it doesn't quite fit."
"But if I say you're not currying favor, there's a hint of it."
"Why is it so hard to see through you?"
Young Master Hao shook his head, feeling rather helpless.
