"Why so formal? My house is your house," Xiao Yebai said as he bit into a crab leg with a crunch.
Zhang Sanfeng chuckled and called for the crab tools to help Xiao Yebai dismantle the crab shell.
He realized Xiao Yebai was perfectly fine, in high spirits.
Wei Changqing sat there looking like the stern official Bao Gong, apparently impatient. He felt like he had no purpose here, like he was out of place.
Xiao Yebai chatted while eating, "Did I hear Old Eight is back home?"
"How did Second Brother know?" Zhan Dapeng was surprised, thinking Xiao Yebai just woke up recently.
"Your sister-in-law worries I can't hear properly, so she recaps the day's events to me every night," Xiao Yebai gestured to his head with a finger, "Her voice is so lovely my brain automatically remembers it."
The other three were a bit surprised. If he wasn't lying, then his memory was indeed extraordinary.
Zhan Dapeng snapped back, "Baomo got into some trouble, so I asked him to return home and reflect."
