He was becoming increasingly infatuated.
The evening gloom thickened, and the sky gradually darkened.
Xi Xizhi finally woke up from his sleep, raised his paw to yawn and stretched lazily. He slowly stood up, shook his fur, and majestically climbed onto the table. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he saw that the sky outside had turned completely dark. Remembering An Honghan's words from the afternoon, he instantly became energetic and made two squeaks... Time to go to the night banquet.
An Honghan moved closer to the little mink and flicked its forehead, "If only it were as simple as you imagine."
What did that mean? Xi Xizhi covered his forehead in pain; could there really be a trap at the night banquet? Perhaps having experienced so much, Xi Xizhi had become suspicious.