Mushroom, as a wealthy young lolita, well, barely qualified as a lolita, I suppose.
She rarely encountered difficulties, as problems that could be solved with money were not considered problems.
Seeing the incessant flow of ssages, it was evident that she had run into a major problem this ti.
Xia Feng returned her call directly.
"What’s up?"
"Are you okay? Sick?" Mushroom asked with uncertainty.
"All good, all good, don’t you know by now, I tend to vanish for a while," Xia Feng urged, "Co on, tell what’s up."
"Oh! Right!" Mushroom’s tone instantly shifted to a serious deep voice, "Feng, I need you to accompany to a party."
"Party? What party?"
"Liszt’s fiftieth birthday celebration."
"Liszt?" Xia Feng paused, the Purple Sunflower Duke’s birthday party, huh... He did rember Wei Shutong ntioning it, and even asked him if he wanted to go.
He had naturally declined; such aristocratic socializing didn’t interest him.
Mushroom’s mother had passed away early, and her father was an aristocrat, but Xia Feng had only heard her ntion him a few tis, and she had a very strained relationship with her father—she didn’t say much more than that.
He didn’t pry further; after all, it was her heartache.
"So, your father is pressuring you to go to the Prince’s birthday party, right?" Xia Feng guessed the reason.
"Hmm... pretty much," Mushroom muttered in a low voice.
"Pretty much?"
"Well... actually, my father is the Purple Sunflower Duke. He says I must attend his birthday party this year."
"Oh, so your father is the Duke," Xia Feng nodded and uttered softly, then paused for a full two seconds, his mouth slowly dropping open, eyes bulging in disbelief O_o "What?"
"You, you can’t bla , I didn’t an to hide it from you."
"..."
"Hello? Are you still listening?" Mushroom’s crisp inquiring voice ca from the phone.
Xia Feng cleared his throat, "Your Highness, in the past, I was blind to Mount Tai’s greatness, offended you, and even tried to act like your dad. Do you think there’s any hope for ?"
Seeing his reaction, Mushroom’s eyes suddenly sparkled bright, "Then how about you dress in drag? That way, I’ll forgive you~"
"Haha! I take my leave—"
"Hey, hey, don’t hang up, you haven’t agreed to the birthday party yet!"
"You’ve got to tell why you need there?" Xia Feng wondered.
"I, it’s my first ti going back after all these years, and I have social anxiety..." Mushroom’s voice tapered off. "Plus, my elder brother always forces to call that vixen ’mom,’ and I’m definitely not going to—"
"Okay, I get it. When’s the birthday party again?"
"Tomorrow at seven in the evening, you must co!"
Xia Feng chuckled, "Don’t worry, I’ll be there to back you up, I promise no one will bully you."
"Mhm!"
After chatting for a bit more, they hung up. He pulled out his "location card" and glanced at it. On the reverse side’s grid map, two lights blinked, one red and one blue.
The red one was number 11, and the blue was him.
The scale in the bottom-right corner of the grid indicated: a span of 5000 kiloters.
There were a bit more than eight spans between the red and blue lights, suggesting player number 11 was in the vicinity of the 48th sector, far across from the 51st.
Getting here would definitely take a day or two at the least.
"Buzz buzz—"
The phone vibrated again. Xia Feng glanced at it.
Rare, a text ssage from the Destructive Witch.
[Experience Bag: Are you free tomorrow night?]
[Xia Feng: No.]
[Experience Bag: Do a favor.]
[Xia Feng: I said I’m busy!]
[Experience Bag: Accompany to a party.]
"..."
[Xia Feng: Prince’s birthday party?]
Soon after, Mu Qingtong made a direct call.
A calm and gentle voice spoke, "The Prince has two sons, both of whom like . The younger son is dead, and the elder son keeps sending flowers to the Mu estate every month..."
Oh, I see, classic cliche, you want to be your shield, right?"
"It’s not about being a shield, you are my fiance, it’s your responsibility to be there," Mu Qingtong said softly.
Xia Feng rolled his eyes slightly, "Responsibility? What about rights then?"
"What did you say?" Mu Qingtong’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.
"Oh, I said the moon is really round tonight, I’m going to sleep, goodbye!"
"You’ve agreed then?"
"I may not have many virtues, but I’m kind-hearted. I really didn’t want to attend the banquet, but since you’ve requested so sincerely, I guess I’ll have to reluctantly help—" Beep—beep—
Before he could finish, a long beeping sound signaling the call disconnected ca through. Xia Feng looked at the screen with bewildernt, muttering, "How rude."
"Buzz buzz—"
Just as he was about to put down the phone to take a shower, the screen began vibrating again.
[Wei: Are you free tomorrow evening?]
"Ah, that familiar opener."
[Xia Feng: ...let guess, the Prince’s birthday party, right.]
[Wei: Kid, you don’t have a choice this ti, the Prince himself has requested your presence!]
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