Shi Chun paused for a moment, then suddenly turned his head and said to him, "Keep this a secret for me for now."
Wu Jinliang, twiddling the corner of his small mustache, immediately let go and poured him a drink, "Rest assured. As soon as you decide, let me know, and I'll resolve it for you at the fastest speed, making sure not to delay your business."
Wangxian Building was a great place, one that truly could make a person forget about becoming an immortal. Tonight, at Wangxian Building, there was no insistence on leaving only when drunk; it was enough to indulge oneself amidst the flowers and willows.
The only pity was for Zhu Xiangxin. As a woman, she couldn't fully enjoy herself here, but seeing such lavishness was also an eye-opening experience for her.
