Zhang San emerged from the meeting with the two Principal Officers, only to run into Wei, who was out for a stroll with Xu.
Wei immediately sidled up to him, whispering with a chuckle, "From now on, old Xu and I will be clinging to your coattails, kid."
After Wei finished speaking, he noticed that Zhang San's face was devoid of any joy. On the contrary, there was a hint of gloom between his brows that would not dissipate.
"What's wrong?"
"Senior Wei, I haven't had the chance to practice the Eight Techniques of Hidden Ground you mentioned. It shouldn't be too hard to learn, should it?"
"That depends on your aptitude. Why? You don't need to learn it now, do you?"
While Wei was speaking, he realized that Zhang San hadn't responded to him at all and was walking away, lost in his thoughts.
Xu leaned in and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Why do I always feel like the kid is planning to skip town?"
