Qin Liuxi did not agree to take on the business, nor did she even listen to the servant as he spoke of his young master being possessed by evil spirits; she drove the person away.
Though the servant reluctantly left, he was wary of the influence of Zhou Wei and Yu Qiucai and scurried off dejectedly.
Seeing him gone, Zhou Wei gave a formal bow to Yu Qiucai: "I, Zhou Wei, have the honor of meeting Mr. Yu."
"Last name Zhou?" Yu Qiucai thought of someone and blurted out: "What relation are you to Zhou Xingping?"
Zhou Wei smiled and said, "He is indeed my father."
Yu Qiucai clapped his hands: "I knew you looked familiar, lad. You're the son of Zhou Tanhua. Back when the Top Scholar paraded through the streets, your father, as third place, received even more flowers and handkerchiefs than the Top Scholar himself. To think, in the blink of an eye, his son has grown so much, not bad, there is a resemblance to your father's flair back in the day."
