"When I'm hungry, I'll eat," Xia said with a small smile. Yes, he was rich enough to afford to eat anything he wants all his life. But he never liked wasting food, so he only ordered what he wanted and ate it clean. He rolled up his sleeve, ready to go in and devour the tasty pork dish in there.
"Young man….. this…..I guess what you say is also logical," the masked man accepted. It was healthy for men to hold on to these urges or they might become barren. Still…. his son had a lover, why didn't he sate his thirst with him. Why did he come all the way to a courtesan house to take care of himself? So many questions swirled his mind.
While he was about too utter them out, his son had already dashed into the red house. There he stood frozen with his hands outstretched. As much as he wanted to follow and check up on him, going to a courtesan's house was something he did not wish to do. He still loved his dear departed wife. He did not want to taint her memories with him.
