"Brother Wang, I heard you earned favor and did something commendable in front of the master, and suddenly moved to the East Garden?"
Xu Yun nodded towards him and hummed a response.
Zhang San, being childlike by nature, hadn't seen what Xu Yun had done over the past two days.
So it wasn't surprising.
The "commendable act" he mentioned was likely gossip picked up from other servants.
After all, just days ago, Xu Yun had been a little thief fished out of the water, and then became a lowly servant, a complete ordinary unlucky soul.
Yet within a week.
He transformed into Old Su's esteemed guest, and those servants would normally refer to him as "Mr. Wang" now.
Aside from young ones like Zhang San, most servants must be inwardly bitter, making bitter remarks.
Then Xu Yun smiled and said to Zhang San:
"It was just good luck. Regardless of being a guest or a servant, we're all working for the master, aren't we?"
"No, no, no, it's not the same."
