"Hey, Old Wu, still snoozing?"
Hong Lie strode over, a frown creasing his brow as he looked at Wu You sunbathing in the courtyard like a dead pig. He stepped forward and gave Wu You's exposed belly a slap.
"What else should I do if not sleep?" Wu You glanced at him irritably, "Be like you? Roaming the streets in broad daylight like a child, joining the commoners to watch the excitement?"
"What's wrong with that?" Hong Lie chuckled, "You have no idea how lively it's been these past few days, with competitions in weaponry, archery skills... Not to boast, Old Wu, but your soldiers are quite formidable, each of them solid in hand-to-hand combat, and proficient with swords, spears, shields, and halberds—especially that lad Di Yun. The way he wields a horseman's spear! If I had that kind of foundation as a kid, the old man wouldn't have had to chase me around with a whip all day!"
