After fulfilling the promise of his childhood, Jiang Lu felt much more refreshed.
"I was wondering why I had been having such bad luck lately, and it turns out it was because I'd forgotten to beat you up. Talk about bad luck."
Jiang Lu dusted off his hands and dropped some money onto the battered and swollen Erhu, who was lying on the ground groaning in pain, "Here's for your medical expenses. Your brother Jiang is way more generous than when we were kids, awooh."
Trembling, Erhu took the money and whined pitifully, "Ouch... it's not enough... Brother Jiang, this money... it's not even enough to buy medicine..."
"Nonsense."
Jiang Lu declared righteously, "I said I'd give you medical expenses, not that I'd give you enough to cover all of your treatment. When you bullied me and took joy in my pain, you didn't give me anything, so be content with what you have."
