Wen Kexing and Gu Xiang followed Zhou Zishu and Zhang Chengling back when they were travelling together, but only Zhou Zishu noticed. Zhang Chengling at that time wasn’t in a positive state of mind, therefore he didn’t notice. He did meet Wen Kexing once at the shrine, but the man left no impression on him.

Zhou Zishu crashed on the table right when Zhang Chengling and Zhao Jing walked past, and they were completely clueless on their way to the upper floow.

The waiter brought them food and wine after the other two had disappeared upstairs. One glance and he asked worriedly, “Wasn’t this one really sober just a moment ago, how did he get drunk that quickly…”

Zhou Zishu sat up again with no problem before he could exclaim further and took the wine pot without even looking at the food.

The waiter was dumbstruck as Zhou Zishu waved his arm. “Didn’t I say that I wasn’t drunk and could drink more? I’m not the type to joke about that, you know.”

The waiter was experienced enough to turned and walked away, albeit stiffly.

Wen Kexing laughed and asked with a low voice. “You scared of that kid?”

Zhou Zishu didn’t spare him a look. “Why would I be scared of him?”

“Then why did you hide?”

Zhou Zishu toyed with the peanuts and drank his wine in an unhurried manner, then answered vaguely, “Troubles. The moment he sees me he’ll go shifu this and shifu that; he’s clingy like a little girl.”

Wen Kexing’s brows were raised. “Why did you save him back then? You even sold yourself for two qians5.”

Zhou Zishu munched on the peanuts, then spoke after a good while, “He looked pitiful.”

Wen Kexing fell silent after that. Suddenly, he took out a money pouch from his chest and counted the silvers carefully before pushing them forward. “Here are three liangs and two qians. The three liangs are for my debt, and I want to buy you with two qians. I promise I will care for you and let no one come after you.”

Zhou Zishu looked down at the gleaming silver and took a sip of wine, seemingly enjoying himself. He pushed two liangs back. “This is enough for the wine today.”

After mulling it over, he pushed the two qians back to its owner too. “I’m not selling myself to you.”

Wen Kexing had a mysterious smile on his face. “Why is that?”

“You look annoying,” Zhou Zishu answered bluntly.

Wen Kexing laughed as if it was an encouragement.

Everyone fully arrived at Dong Ting half a month later. Gao Chong requested that a large temple courtyard nearby was used as the gathering location. After another half a day, Abbot Ci Mu from Shaolin Temple came with some of his disciples to present the second Realm’s Command piece.