"Ah, Young Brother Zhou Li, you're too polite."
Lord Qianhu laughed heartily and said magnanimously, "I'm just doing what I can to contribute to the construction of Beiliang City. All those praises from the ladies are simply too generous. I'm far from reaching the realm of a Living Buddha. Such jokes really kill me too."
"You've given Master Zhang a good laugh."
Glancing at the governor, this Jinyiwei Thousand Household stood erect during the day, eager to help others, and at night, striking down criminals. He seemed to radiate a halo named "kindness" that was painful to Zhang Suohao's eyes.
"No, no, no, it's not like that."
Zhang Suohao was somewhat tongue-tied at the moment. He had temporarily forgotten his own identity and asked incredulously, "You're the Jinyiwei Thousand Household from Shangjing City?"
"That's right."
Nodding his head, Lord Qianhu replied with joy, "We have met before at General Fei's banquet; do you still remember me, Master Zhang?"
