"Your majesty, can I go now…" Mao Mao immediately pleaded to leave the banquet. He was sure than Fen Wén must still be at the youngster party or somewhere else.
"Oh, you want to tell your girlfriend? Sure, sure." Long Ao Zhen laughed as he turned around entering the hall again.
The middle-aged man waved his hand telling Mao Mao to quickly go before he was surrounded by people.
"Really? Thanks!" Mao Mao dropped all the formalities and just dashed out of the hall.
The banquet would still be held for a week ahead so it's alright for him to leave now.
The most important thing to do right now wasn't to attend those guests but to cease the misunderstanding!
Mao Mao ran with all his might toward the youngster party. His robe was fluttering in the air as he speeds up. His face was slowly sweating but he didn't give it a mind.
'Fen Wén!'
