When the others heard this, surprise flashed across their eyes: "There's news about Martial Uncle Wanyan?"
"Yes there is, but why should I tell you?" Wanyan Shisan cast a glance at them, then poured a glass of wine and drank it. He looked so annoyed that the disciples couldn't help but be surprised.
Why wouldn't he tell them? They wouldn't do anything to Martial Uncle Wanyan.
"Waiter, is my food ready? Why are you so slow?" Wanyan Shisan shouted impatiently.
"It's coming, it's coming." The waiter replied as he brought out the dishes of food and placed them on the table. Then he said to Wanyan Shisan: "Guest, eat these two dishes first. The rest will be out soon." Then he retreated.
Wanyan Shisan picked up his chopsticks and tapped on the table. He glanced at them and said angrily: "Why are you all staring at me? Why aren't you leaving?"
After he said this, they went back to their rooms to rest and recuperate their bodies.
