Zhou Shuren smiled, "The old man has come back to his senses."
Old Man Wen felt like Zhou Shuren must be sick, and quite severely. No man would be this free from grudges. Even worse, he couldn't understand Zhou Shuren's words. "...Marquis Zhou, I don't quite understand your meaning."
Zhou Shuren looked at him sympathetically, "The old man really is old now; it's normal not to understand the thoughts of someone my age."
Old Man Wen, "..."
He tried to keep calm, tried not to get angry—ah, but he was on the verge of exploding! This man was so petty. He had once remarked that Zhou Shuren looked to be about his age, and now Zhou Shuren was paying that back!
Zhou Shuren said, "I'll be kind enough to explain what 'wife praise' really means."
Everyone's ears perked up out of fear that they'd miss even a single word.
