"F-Friends?" Mi Young asks, shocked evident in her face and in her voice.
Zhong Yun seems to take this in another way because the next second his facial expression suddenly changed from joyful to depressed. "Why? Don't you want to be friends with me?"
The black haired girl quickly waves her hands again to deny the other party's accusations. "No! Zhong Yu-ssi. I just feel like I am not worthy to be called as your f-friend."
Zhong Yu lets out a huge boyish grin, "Don't worry, silly. Anyone who I call a friend is worthy of being my friend. Only a few people are entitled to that."
"F-Few?"
The legendary person nodded his head at her. "Uhn. Maybe once in every hundred years? Or was it a thousand?"
"Hundred? Thousand?"
