Su Tianrui burst into laughter, "Haha, I haven't seen you in a year, and your aim with throwing things has gotten worse. How could you miss such a big target like me? It's truly embarrassing!"
However, before he could finish laughing, another inkstone flew straight at him. His eyes widened as he hurriedly dodged, but though he avoided the inkstone, he failed to evade the wet ink still inside it.
Looking at the clusters of black ink on his brand-new clothes, Su Tianrui's face almost turned green, "Xia Zheng, this is my favorite outfit, specially worn for a stunning debut in front of the young ladies! You owe me a new outfit!"
Xia Zheng rolled his eyes, feeling instantly better after his outfit was ruined, "I'll compensate you, compensate you. There are so many here, take your pick."
Giving a disdainful glare at the robes Xia Zheng carelessly tossed onto the table and chairs, Su Tianrui threw down a harsh sentence and stormed off, "Who wants your old clothes! Pink ghost!"
