The fat man started the car. Accountant Zhang was a man of few words, but the fat man was a man of many words. As he drove, he asked with a smile,""Little brother, where are you from in the North?"
"Silver Moon."
"Silvermoon people? that's too far away. I know that place. There were martial masters there back then. I heard that they were quite barbaric ... Of course, it's all hearsay. Are you familiar with martial masters, little brother?"
"I'm not too familiar with it. "
Li Hao laughed."We're just students. We have nothing to do with these people. Just focus on your studies. After you graduate, you can find a public position. Those things are too far away from us."
"That's true. "
Fatty nodded. He was quite talkative and was very enthusiastic."In this day and age, those who can afford to study generally come from a good family. Looking at you, you must be a rich man in Silver Moon, right?"
