"Good martial arts should be passed down; we're doing a good deed!"
"..."
Afterward, these two spoke in whispers, discussing some private matters.
Su Que heard they no longer spoke of matters in the Central Plains, so he shifted his mind away, turning to listen to other words.
Before long, dish after dish of deliciously fragrant food was brought up by the shop assistant.
Su Que looked at the steam and spicy oil on the food and couldn't help but feel his appetite surge.
Quickly picking up his chopsticks, he began to devour the food heartily.
After a meal like a storm, Su Que drank three pots of wine and finished five dishes of food.
Feeling satisfied, he wiped the oil from his mouth with a towel, called the shop assistant to settle the bill, and then headed home.
Upon returning home, he saw that Su Jing had not yet returned.
Entering his room, he picked from a pile of chaotic clothing a porcelain bottle containing elixirs.
