The Twin Dragons could not help exchanging looks across Ming Shao when Ye Weiming opened by saying he had a favor to ask.
Come to think of it, this Ming Shao, who had just been "recruited," seemed to have even thicker skin than Kou Zhong!
Perhaps he had agreed so readily to the clearly ingratiating title of "Three Dragons" precisely to make it easier to ask others for help?
Compared to Xu Ziling, however, Kou Zhong did not think nearly so much.
His innate leadership qualities meant that he did not care about owing each other a favor or two. In fact, he welcomed it.
After all, favors led to dealings, dealings deepened relationships, and relationships strengthened one's network.
Xu Ziling, whose ambitions lay in landscapes and rivers, was far less enthusiastic about making friends.
That was the difference between the Twin Dragons.
Personality determined one's way of dealing with the world.
Kou Zhong thumped his chest with two loud Bangs! BANGS! and declared boldly, "Whatever Ming Shao needs, just say the word. So long as it does not violate heaven and conscience, and falls within Ling Shao's and my abilities, Xiao Ling and I will definitely help!"
Ye Weiming could not help finding it amusing.
The fellow sounded grand and heroic the moment he opened his mouth, yet his words had left himself plenty of room to maneuver. Quite the character.
After smiling, Ye Weiming once again looked up at the bright moon in the sky and recited the same line as before: "Alone in a foreign land, a stranger still." After that, he smiled faintly. "Did you think I recited that poem earlier because I was mourning spring and lamenting autumn?"
Without waiting for their answer, he continued on his own. "In truth, I was merely lamenting that