Liu Di passed through the dim city gate tower.
Just as he was about to step into the light within the city,
he heard a complaint. "Oh, another man. How boring!"
Liu Di looked toward the voice.
He saw a slovenly young man in coarse clothes sprawled crookedly atop a pile of sandbags inside the city. He looked to be in his early twenties, with long hair carelessly draped over his shoulders and a foxtail grass stem clenched between his teeth.
Seeing Liu Di approach, the man lazily picked at his ear and said weakly, "Welcome, welcome. A warm welcome."
Liu Di looked at the guy's appearance, somewhat baffled.
He was not bad-looking, but his hair was uncombed, his face unwashed, and he exuded an indescribable air of utter ruin.
Liu Di asked, "Brother, are you the Guide Envoy or something?"
The slovenly man stretched and said, "You can call me a Guide Envoy, but I only receive charming young ladies. I have no interest in men."
Only then did the slovenly man raise his head to inspect Liu Di, letting out an impressed sound.
He suddenly smiled. "Still, you look dashing and suave, and you clearly have a talent for chasing women. I'm making you my friend. Come on, I'll take you out for some fun."
Liu Di froze.
This guy was that familiar with strangers?
They were going out for some fun after only two sentences?
Still, that was fine. He could follow him around and sort out his thoughts.
Liu Di then asked, "What does going out for some fun mean?"
The slovenly man stood up directly, wrapped an arm around Liu Di's shoulders, and said mysteriously, "You'll know when we get there. But let me say this first: don't stand on ceremony. We're friends!"
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