Wu Qi's expression darkened somewhat.
He held Zhou Heng in some regard, but he would never truly take Zhou Heng seriously after all, as he was just a Moonlight Emperor—an existence Wu Qi could easily erase. In his view, taking Zhou Heng on as a follower was doing Zhou Heng a favor while also killing two birds with one stone—saving Luo Wuji's face—which is why he had casually mentioned it.
Unexpectedly, Hu Mei actually wanted to compete with him, and it even put him in a passive position, to the point where he almost couldn't exit the situation gracefully.
Others naturally wouldn't dare, but Hu Mei's reputation matched his, and her strength was no weaker!
Though he believed in his inevitable victory, he also wouldn't be blindly arrogant enough to underestimate Hu Mei—she was a formidable enemy he couldn't take lightly!
"Brother Wu, this little sister has organized this banquet, how about giving me some face?" Hu Mei smiled charmingly, her allure almost divine.
