Helping Him Quit "Mandarin Duck Five Treasures Stew" (Bonus Chapter for Hu Zhong Ri Yue 73/1300)

"Elder Chen." Looking down from above, Ye Weiming gazed at Chen Youliang, who lay on the ground with his face flushed liver-red from the turmoil in his stomach—desperate to relieve himself yet unable to—and smiled harmlessly. "The Divine Constable Bureau is currently investigating the grievances between the Six Great Sects and the Ming Cult. There are some matters requiring your cooperation. That shouldn't be a problem, should it?"

Suppressing the pain in his stomach, Chen Youliang gritted his teeth and asked, "How do you want me to cooperate?"

"Very simple." Ye Weiming said with a chuckle. "No matter what I say next, you just need to repeat it after me."

"Like a parrot. Simple enough, right?"

Chen Youliang was instinctively unwilling to comply with any request Ye Weiming made, but circumstances were stronger than he was. If he refused to cooperate obediently, he could forget about going to the latrine!

Faced with the urgent demands of his body, he could only swallow his humiliation and nod. "Fine."

Ye Weiming nodded. "First, the first sentence."

Chen Youliang said, "Go ahead."

Ye Weiming shook his head. "You got it wrong."

Chen Youliang flew into a rage. "I didn't get it wrong!"

"No, you did." Ye Weiming raised a finger and wagged it. "I said, 'First, the first sentence.' You have to say, 'First, the first sentence,' too."

"Pfft!" At Ye Weiming's explanation, both Chen Youliang and Hong Qigong looked utterly bewildered. Hong Qigong even sprayed out the slice of Mandarin Duck Five Treasures Stew he had just put into his mouth. Fighting back laughter, he said, "Hey, brat Ye, can you be a little more serious?"

"Sure." Ye Weiming immediately followed his advice, making an OK gesture toward Hong Qigong. Then he turned back to Chen Youliang. "First, the first sentence."

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