"Since you're all old friends of Du Yu, you're my brothers as well. Please, sit. This is real Dragon Flesh, hunted in the desert a while back. It took quite a bit of effort to get. Du Yu, please take good care of these friends for me," Qin Ziwen said with a smile.
Du Yu understood at once. Knowing his lord's intentions, he led the three men to the front hall.
Qin Ziwen and his brother continued to work in the back kitchen.
By the time he carried the steaming hot Dragon Flesh out to the front hall, Du Yu and the three men were already getting along famously.
"I never expected Brother Du to have such an opportunity. To think such a magical place exists in this world," Yan Da said, deeply moved. When he looked at Qin Ziwen again, his eyes held a newfound awe.
They were all men of the martial world, speaking its slang and living by its rules.
When they met someone with true skill, a sparring match to test their mettle was inevitable.
