"My hospitality might be a little crude and simple. I ask for the General's understanding."
"Your Highness, you are too kind. To be able to drink within this mansion is a blessing of a lifetime for a common soldier like myself."
Prince Fu's son picked up his wine cup, preparing to share a drink with Zheng Fan.
Unexpectedly, Ding Hao, who had been acting as Zheng Fan's chief bodyguard, came over. He picked up Zheng Fan's wine cup, took a sip, then selected a small handful of fruit from each platter and chewed them.
Prince Fu's son, still holding his wine cup, looked on with some embarrassment, but Zheng Fan remained perfectly calm.
After a moment, Ding Hao nodded to Zheng Fan. Zheng Fan waved his hand, dismissing him.
Then, Zheng Fan picked up the wine ewer, poured a little wine into his cup to rinse it, then refilled it. Lifting his cup, he said to Prince Fu's son, "My apologies for this display, Your Highness."
