Having delivered the items into his Portable Residence, Li Banfeng returned to Xiaoyao Lodge. Ma Wu brought over an invitation, "The Chief Defense Envoy invites you to dinner, the day after tomorrow evening, at the Defense Agency."
Li Banfeng glanced at the invitation and handed it back to Ma Wu. "Not going."
"Old Qi, Liao Zihui personally invited you, and you won't give him the honor?"
"It's not about giving honor. If I went to the Defense Agency, I would kill him."
Ma Wu laughed. "Don't say such angry words. We still need to rely on the Border Defense Envoy for our future business."
Li Banfeng didn't smile. "They are not words of anger. If I went to the Defense Agency, he might kill me. Rather than waiting for him to kill me, I might as well kill him first."
This was Li Banfeng's logic, and Ma Wu couldn't find any flaw in it.
"How about this? I'll invite Liao Zihui to Xiaoyao Lodge. If he's willing to come, you meet him."
"That works."
