"Da da da."
The plated head holds the ring, three crisp sounds.
The door ring and plated head rub together, producing a metallic vibration. The handle of the copper ring is glossy with use. Xu Zishuai steps on the white diamond steps with one foot, arms crossed, waiting for someone. He gazes casually around; unable to find black ants in the winter, he focuses on the small stones on the steps, counting them one by one.
Gah.
The Wulong Dog Head probes first.
"Master Xu!" Fan Xinglai exclaims joyfully, opening the door, "Why have you come?"
Xu Zishuai casually rubs the dog head: "Today the River Station launched a boat to capture fish, the last time before the year ends. My master sent me to purchase a batch of Treasure Fish to bring back to the Martial Hall. Since I'm passing by, I thought I'd drop in. Is Ashui at home? I have some matters to inquire about with him."
