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In the darkness of the night, the crackling bonfire set the stage for the liveliest moment of the feast, when a man from the Helian tribe stood up to provoke, seeking to suppress the arrogance of the Central Plains people under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Despite the disciples of the Confucian School present trying their best to keep a low profile.

Even Li Ziye, who was usually the most likely to stir up trouble, had yet to make a move.

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Beside Bai Wangyu, Wen Xiuru sighed softly and murmured in a low voice upon seeing this.

They hadn't caused any trouble, yet someone was actively provoking them, and by Bai Wangyu's side was someone who enjoyed the spectacle and never shied away from a good commotion.

"Brother Li, eat some more."

Seeing trouble brewing, Bai Wangyu quickly passed his own plate of mutton to the young man beside him, trying to divert his attention.

"Xiuru."

Bai Wangyu also gave his second junior brother a look, signaling him to help quickly.

"Brother Li, have a drink."

Wen Xiuru smiled, lifted his drink, and offered a toast.

"What are you two doing?"

Li Ziye glanced suspiciously at the two and asked.

"It's nothing, we've known each other for so long, and I've never had a drink with Brother Li."

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