"One day, we shall meet again."
Li Guanyi said carefreely, "Then, you must tell me your true origins."
Li Guanyi continued, "A child from Chen Country of Jiangnan could not possibly be unaware of how to eat lotus seeds."
"Very well!"
Li Zhaowen's lips curved slightly upward, fanning open his folding fan to cover the smile on his lips, revealing only his spirited eyes. Then, turning around, he carried the folding fan on his back and left with an airy and composed demeanor.
It was a momentary excitement that came and went, carrying its own dignity.
He then turned down a small alley.
Li Zhaowen turned back to see if there was a pursuit, and then, holding his stomach, he laughed silently.
Then, holding the folding fan, he walked on with his hands clasped behind his back.
With light steps, alone, he gently hopped forward.