Wang Shichu was speechless. Was it really good to be so direct?
"Alright, then I'll do it." Wang Shichu finally gritted his teeth and agreed.
He waved his hand and ordered the servants to send the fabric to the Xiang residence.
He carefully looked into the courtyard. When he saw Xiang Zhifu looking over, he quickly smiled awkwardly. "Is Scholar Chu living well?" Why don't we go to my house?"
"There's no need. I can still entertain my relatives." Xiang Zhifu looked at him warily. He didn't want to say anything more and started to chase him away. "Master Wang, if you have nothing else to do, you can go back. You won't be able to see properly when it gets dark."
"Alright, I'll leave now." Wang Shichu could tell that Chu Heng had no intention of meeting him. Otherwise, the father and son of the Xiang family would not have such an attitude.
