"Have you really thought it through?"
In Liu Gong's new home, a place one could call a gathering ground for oddities, Zhou Li sat down with Tang Wan. Beside him, Zhu Qianyun, who seemed accustomed to this, poured a bowl of clear tea and placed it in front of Liu Gong before obediently taking a seat next to him.
When the King of Han informed them that Liu Gong wanted to see Zhou Li, Zhou Li immediately made his way to Liu Gong's residence. Though he was accustomed to the strange assortment of things always present in Liu Gong's house, when Zhou Li pushed open the door and saw a Dragon Whip, he couldn't help but feel a sense of reverence.
The size of that thing was enough to perform a dragon dance.
"Didn't expect you to be so vigorous in your old age."
Zhou Li feigned not to have heard Liu Gong's words, and directly gave a thumbs up, "This thing is quite the supplement, isn't it?"
"Cut the crap."
