"So what if we let him open them across the Nine States and Three Prefectures?"
Perhaps noticing the youth's disdain, the older Shopkeeper raised an abacus and smacked him on the head. "What are you looking at? Hurry to the back kitchen and heat up the food. Do you want to starve your grandpa to death?"
"Ouch!" the youth cried, clutching his head and nodding. He then leaned in close and pointed at Chen Yi and Shui Hetong, whispering, "Grandpa, those two guests seem to have drunk too much. They keep talking nonsense."
The old man smacked him again, grabbing his hand and warning in a low voice, "Did you forget what Grandpa told you?
"Everyone who comes and goes is a guest. What guests say goes in one ear and out the other. You must never repeat it."
The youth grimaced in pain. Before the old man could say more, he hastily picked up a water basin and ran toward the inner hall.
