บท 668: A party to die for

When the car arrived at their home, myrtle house, she roused Muyang and they went inside together. Within their home, he did not require a wheel chair to move around, so he walked on his two legs. 

Inside, they found his brothers already waiting in the living room, helping themselves to the peach wine from Chi Lian's drums and enjoying some grilled beef whose smell had drawn in all the carnivorous pets that were roaming around inside the house. 

"Don't you have homes?" Muyang asked with a slight annoyance in his voice. "We are too tired to play host." he added. 

"We can host ourselves, little brother." Ringo raised his glass when he said to Muyang. 

"How did everything go sister-in-law?" one of the triplets asked.