Fang Chuning increasingly disliked people asking about his affairs with Xie Jue. Those who claimed to be concerned for his well-being, prying into his and Xie Jue's matters? For what reason? He didn't like it at all. What status did these people have to pass judgment on his affairs with Xie Jue? Even if they were parents or elders, he wouldn't listen, much less past friends.
Chen Gui sneered, "You, a dignified man of seven feet, yet you willingly degrade yourself, submitting to others. The General feels ashamed of you; otherwise, why would he hold a funeral for you, pretending he never had a son like you? I once considered you a friend, which is why I say these things to you. If it were others, I wouldn't bother saying a single word. If you had even a shred of dignity, you wouldn't dare debase yourself."
"Enough!" Fang Chuning was furious. He always greeted people with a smile, even those he disliked, as long as it didn't touch his bottom line, he wouldn't break ties.
