"Brother Xu, you've really made me miss you!"
Zhu Huai'an, who had been waiting bitterly for a long time, had red eyes, unclear whether it was because he'd stayed up all night or because he was too excited upon seeing him.
Zhu Huai'an reached out and grabbed Xu Qing's wrist, his other hand tightly holding his palm, afraid he might run off again.
"Let go!"
Xu Qing pushed the chubby fellow away disdainfully; two grown men pulling and dragging each other in broad daylight was improper.
"You're not in Jinmen Prefecture City, running here to find me, what for? There's nothing fun here..."
Inside the Funeral Shop, Zhu Huai'an was sighing deeply: "Brother Xu, I won't lie to you, I'm troubled in my heart!"
"You, a precious crown prince, still troubled? How many people want to live a life where clothes and food come to hand and can't achieve it!" Xu Qing looked at the uninvited Prince Zhu unhappily.
