Cheng Junie seemed to sense something too. His fingertips curled slightly, and he subtly increased the distance between himself and Qi Xiu.
"It looks like Little Brother Qi has already made up his mind. All banquets must end. It seems we're about to part ways." With one hand behind his back, the corners of Cheng Junie's mouth lifted slightly.
"Indeed, Old Brother Cheng. It's time for us to go our separate ways." Wearing a similar smile, Qi Xiu's eyes shone like torches as he gazed at Cheng Junie.
