"Good lad, unseen for two months, you dare to tease me!"
"It's nothing serious, right? All instigated by colleagues, huh?"
"Say that again, I dare you! Today, you'll learn the respect due to elders and superiors!"
Behind the Martial Arts School, somber tree shadows envelop the whole yard, where the fragrance of sweet osmanthus hangs thick and undissolving in the air like honey.
Xiang Changsong grabbed Liang Qu by the neck, pulling him down forcefully.
Liang Qu caught Xiang Changsong's arm, bending over in laughter, unconsciously catching a few golden osmanthus flowers in his hair.
"Are you so displeased, Senior Brother, that you won't come to the feast after all?"
"Come! Of course, I'll come!" Xiang Changsong 'ground his teeth,' "I'll eat so much, eat you poor, eat you to tears, eat until you regret ever inviting me!"
"Then be careful not to overeat and get a stomachache; it's a crab feast that your junior brother has prepared for you!"
