Today, Jun Xie who had nothing to do was talking to Little Ke. During this past month, the great changes which happened to Jun Xie caused Little Ke to be less fearful of him. Even though she was still unwilling to go too near him, at least she was no longer showing such extreme rejection towards him, especially towards his story telling. Every time at this hour, the little girl would carry an incense pot with her two hands as she listened attentively to his story, lest she missed a single sentence; her big eyes blinking as she sat in front of Jun Xie. She followed each story as each of the characters encountered happiness and sadness, laughter and tears. When a handsome prince appears, her eyes widened as she became uncontrollably excited…
Jun Xie once told the story of the little mermaid; it made the little girl so moved she burst into tears akin to a river breaching the dike, sobbing and weeping for one whole day… Ever since that day, Jun Xie swore to himself never to tell tragic stories to women!
Those tears… can drown a person to death!
“Young Master, Young Master Tang has arrived.”
Jun Xie was telling the story of how the monkey Sun was being captured in the Eight Diagrams Furnace, the little Lolita once again held on to the incense pot as she stood before him, her eyes kept blinking non-stop as she listened attentively, when a body guard suddenly rushed in to report.
“Young Master Tang?” Jun Xie raised his head, feeling confounded. He then pulled out the memories regarding this person out from his head. “Invite him in.”
From far across the courtyard, a meatball started ‘rolling’ towards him, as it rolled it shouted: “Third Young Master, Brother Moxie, save me! This is a really terrifying problem!”
Jun Xie stared with wide-open eyes, his mouth left hanging in the air, completely startled by the sight of the rolling meatball. It was simply unimaginable that a meatball could actually talk! It was only after the meatball came close to him did he realize that it was actually a human!
This person must certainly not have a neck, or at least it was not observable even with Third Young Master Jun’s eyesight. His shoulders were wide, his arms short and thick and his head round, spearheading the streamlined shape. Both his thighs were extremely short and thick! As he moved, his body fat surged magnificently, just like the constantly superseding waves of the Yangtze River. In short, he can be described as anything but bamboo like. However, he does not look like a human…
Walking in from the door of the courtyard, which spanned seemingly but a few steps had left him gasping for air, wiping his sweat non-stop and obviously very tired. This person was none other than Young Master of the Tang Family, whose position and fame was on par with the Jun Family: Tang Yuan!
He really does look like him, but he seemed even bigger than before. Jun Xie thought to himself.
“Uh… Young Master Tang, what is wrong with you? What could possibly happen for you to scream save me? Which blind idiot provoked you this time?” Jun Xie asked as he observed Jun Moxie’s best friend standing before him, holding back his desire to laugh.
“Bloody grannies! Who else if not those slops from the Li and Meng Families!” Young Master Tang was outraged; he strove to force his eyes to reveal themselves from among the thick flesh, succeeding in opening a narrow slit. “Brother, for the past few days I had been inside the Thousand Gold Hall for a good ten days, losing a total of a hundred and fifty thousand silver liangs! Third Young Master, you have to help! Otherwise… when I go home, my old man will beat me to death!”
[TL: Liang is a form of currency.]
“A hundred and fifty thousand silver liangs!” Jun Xie was shocked. “How did you lose so much money? Wait, where did you even get so much money?”
Tang Yuan gave a loud sigh. “In the beginning, I was actually winning. I won up to a total of fifty thousand…”
“If they do not let you win, would you continue gambling? What exactly were you playing there to lose so much? You really got some guts!” Jun Xie stared at him.
Tang Yuan dared not refute, and just grumbled: “Last month, didn’t you end up losing a hundred thousand liang yourself? Mine is just a little bit higher than yours, and yet you…”
“What is the point of telling me that? Besides, a mere hundred and fifty thousand silver liangs is not something your Tang family cannot part with. Was there any need to come here yelling save me?” Jun Xie suddenly realized that these people could not be evaluated using common sense. These people are your typical spend thrifty young masters!
“Even if it’s your old man, he would not possibly murder you just for a mere hundred and fifty thousand silver liangs. It’s not like you have never lost so much before…”
“But, but after I lost all my money, I told them that I would go home to get more. It was then that Li Bo incited me, saying that everyone is already tired and that they would go away if I were not