When Zheng Qing left the Wandering Bar, it was already past four in the afternoon. Young wizards who were planning to party all night were starting to gather in the bar in twos and threes, vying for a good position.
Zheng Qing checked the time, swore inwardly, and bolted towards Doctor Du Zemu's house.
He had promised to meet Jiang Yu at half past three, and he was already more than half an hour late.
As a young man, it was terribly rude to keep a girl waiting, especially when Jiang Yu was helping him; it was simply inexcusable.
As he ran, he cursed the disrespectful Wandering Wizard under his breath. Despite being wealthy and highly skilled, the wizard was nitpicking over every detail with a child much younger than himself, a disgrace to all older wizards.
