"Is Young Master Zhou leaving?"
In the county government office, Li Kuan cheerfully placed a cup of tea in front of Zhou Li, then sat down opposite him without any formality, lacking any sense of authority, and straddled the chair as he asked, "Where are you heading this time? Dragon Tiger Mountain? Or a bit further south?"
"This time to the Capital City."
Zhou Li said, picking up the tea cup.
Li Kuan visibly tensed up.
"Young Master Zhou."
Sweat instantly trickled down Li Kuan's face as he looked at Zhou Li. Usually calm and composed, he appeared particularly tense at this moment, "Going to the Capital City... for what?"
"You usually don't ask such things."
Zhou Li glanced at Li Kuan with a faint smile. Everyone knew Li Kuan, the good-natured man, who, as long as it involved Zhou Li, would never ask too many questions, afraid of getting entangled in some cause and effect. But this time, Li Kuan spoke up and asked a question he would never ask in ordinary circumstances.
