Xiao Feng didn't continue to press the issue and agreed readily, "Alright, but with that interruption, I've forgotten where we were... Hmm, let me think, where were we again?
Forget it, let me go back a bit. In the old days, at the docks in the coastal areas..."
Everyone had a row of black lines across their foreheads; this was way too far back!
Di Junxiong silently noted in his heart that his future master was quite vengeful, to the point of being petty.
Lu Yao couldn't help but remind, "We were just talking about the gambling den."
"Oh, right, the gambling den." Xiao Feng slapped his forehead, looking as if he had just remembered.
Di Junxiong leaned over to Lu Yao and whispered, "Mistress has a good memory!"
Lu Yao's pretty face turned bright red in an instant, "You, you should, should stop calling me that..."
Before she could finish speaking, she noticed Di Junxiong had already sat back on his little stool.
