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"Junior Brother, there are many people outside, all clamoring to see you. Aren't you going to meet them?"
Xiao Zhi leaned against the back door, peeking out through the crack and teasingly said.
Shen Qing, who had already changed into clean clothes, lay lazily on the freshly cleaned mud kang, indifferent, "They're just a bunch of sycophants. If you see them, they'll bother you day and night. Better not to meet them."
"True." Xiao Zhi agreed wholeheartedly, "When I used to work in the tavern, I saw many such flattering people. They're all fair-weather friends, completely useless. If you ask them for money, they immediately shrink away."
Saying this, he naturally sat beside Shen Qing.
Compared to those cowardly people outside, he could mingle with the fierce person who slew the tiger demon.
The stark contrast in treatment made him visibly delighted.