Wang Xi went out.
Zhang Fuyun scurried eagerly behind him.
"Senior Brother, where are you off to?"
"Yanchun Restaurant."
"Huh? Senior Brother, what are you going there for? Are you still hungry? You can eat whatever you want later, it's on me!"
"No." Wang Xi shot him a glance. "I'm buying some food and wine to visit a friend."
"That's fine too! A friend of my Senior Brother is a friend of mine, Zhang Fuyun! It's on me!"
"Fuyun."
"Yes, Senior Brother? What can I do for you?"
"This is why Miss Zhao looks down on you."
"..."
Zhang Fuyun froze, speechless for a long moment.
He only perked up after his Senior Brother had walked some distance away and called back, "Go back and practice your stances. I'll teach you how to be a real man later."
"Yes, Senior Brother!" Zhang Fuyun shouted.
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