The quiet room.
Shen Yi put down his chopsticks and casually raised his cup in response.
He didn't speak any pleasantries about not being courteous; with someone of such a straightforward temperament, some things had to be expressed openly to feel at ease.
"Huh—"
Zhang the Butcher sat back down at the table, his face showing a hint of a smile.
This time, Vajra Gate had trampled his dignity into the dirt.
To be honest, with the other party's current strength, even if he risked his own life, what help could he really provide?
Yet, Brother Shen maintained the same attitude as always, no different from when they were in Baiyun County.
"I plan to take this child and leave Qingzhou City temporarily to stay in a small county town for a while. Once we get there, I'll arrange for someone to send you a letter."
