"Ah Fei, Sir had me return in such a hurry. Did something happen?"
Xiao Peng had floored it the day before, speeding all the way just to catch the last flight to the Imperial Capital. By the time he landed, it was already past midnight. He found a hotel near Shichahai and came to the courtyard home at the crack of dawn.
Just as he stepped through the gate... he found Chen Fei in the front courtyard, lending Aunt Tang a hand with breakfast.
Chen Fei looked at Xiao Peng's disheveled hair, wiped his hands dry, and pulled him aside. "Sir really does have something important for you."
After he spoke, Chen Fei's nose twitched. He noticed a faint odor coming from Xiao Peng and asked with a slight frown, "You came back without a change of clothes?"
