"Where are you from?" Fu Qua asked Long Chen, trying to gauge his identity.
"Why do you want to know?" Long Chen asked in return.
"Is it a secret? Come on; I'm just trying to get to know you. You aren't working for me, but we can still be friends, can't we?" Fu Qua asked, smiling. "Moreover, you already know where I'm from. I don't know. That's unfair."
"I found out without asking you. So it's only fair that you do the same," Long Chen responded as he continued eating.
"So you want me to guess too? That would waste so much time!" Fu Qua let out, frustrated.
"We have all the time in the world. I think you should only be fifty years old. With your cultivation, you have a long lifetime to guess," Long Chen commented.
"What do you mean fifty?! I'm not a single day older than twenty-five!" Fu Qua snapped at being called old.
"Well, then you have even more time to guess. Congrats," Long Chen said, laughing.
