Little Fatty Zhu's shout of being the emperor's brother-in-law greatly pleased Wang Hao's vanity. He subconsciously raised his head, looked at Little Fatty Zhu, and seeing his eyes full of envy and jealousy, felt even more proud.
Regardless of whether what Little Fatty Zhu said was true or not, he really was the emperor's brother-in-law, and because of that, quite a few people, especially merchants, eagerly came forward to curry favor with him, flatter him, and give him benefits.
This is the perk of being an Imperial Kinsman, this is the wealth brought by nobles and powerful people!
Wang Hao lounged lazily against the plump Flower Girl, looked at Little Fatty Zhu, and said, "You make me, Sixth Master, sound like someone who doesn't show any regard for others. Am I such a person? Look down on what? We are long-time friends."
Upon hearing this, Little Fatty Zhu breathed a sigh of relief and flattered, "I knew Sixth Master wasn't that kind of person. Come, I toast to you."
