Xiaoyunzi made a polite gesture inviting him to leave. "Safe journey, Fourth Prince."
Pei Shangling smashed a cup and stormed off, threatening that even if they carried him in a sedan chair with eight bearers, he would never set foot here again.
Good riddance, who wanted him here anyway! Xiaonianzi grabbed a broom and swept the air where Pei Shangling had just departed, brushing away the bad luck.
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