The next morning, after the three of them had finished breakfast, Zhang Junyi came to their door.
"Brother, I've come to invite you to my house for a visit." Seeing his brother waiting for him, he excitedly ran up and hugged Feng Xuxu's arm, cooing.
"...Let go first, I'm not going to run away." Feng Xuxu struggled to pull his arm out of Zhang Junyi's embrace, looking speechlessly at the person in front of him.
"Let's go, brother." Zhang Junyi led the way, and the trio of master and servants followed behind, descended from the building and got into a carriage, which took about half an hour before stopping at the gate of the Zhang Residence.
Once the carriage came to a steady halt, a servant stepped forward to lower the stirrups and said to those inside the carriage, "Young master, we've arrived."
Sitting drowsy in the carriage, Feng Xuxu finally perked up at the sound and lifted the curtain. Zhang Junyi got out first, followed by Feng Xuxu and his servants.