Chen Ji led Yuan Xing and others to Fulai Tea House.
As they arrived at the entrance, they heard the storyteller master behind the table slap his wooden block and proclaim loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, yesterday we spoke of Second Miss Zhang and Marquis Wu Xiang, a pair like two chopsticks, one yin, one yang. Together they accomplish great things, treating the affairs of the world as a meal on a platter, but missing one, the lonely wood cannot support..."
Yuan Xing just crossed the threshold and instinctively looked at Chen Ji upon hearing this. But Chen Ji's expression was calm, and he went to a corner silently.
Zhang Li chuckled softly, and whispered: "Marquis Wu Xiang is indeed used to being talked about."
Chen Ji, without turning his head, said: "You can't stop others from wanting to talk."
