While everyone was talking about Wu Hai, he was being surrounded by a group of little kids that were chattering away without a stop.
"Uncle mustache, are you a very good painter?"
"Uncle mustache, look here. Look here."
"My mom cooked today. She wanted to treat you to some Box Fried Bread. My mom's Box Fried Bread is very good."
A group of kids of about four to five years old were surrounding Wu Hai. From the way they spoke, it was obvious that they were quite close to Wu Hai. One of them was even brave enough to pull at Wu Hai's mustache.
Ever since the unknown girl had mentioned that Wu Hai's mustache gave off a sense of security, he had been taking great care of his mustache, even though the girl had subsequently stopped visiting Yuan Zhou's restaurant for an unknown reason.
