Wu Pin couldn't accept the reality that Yi Bingwei was willing to drink with Xu Yi. Now, it seemed that because of the pressure he'd put on them, Xu Yi and Yi Bingwei had fallen out completely and basically become enemies. He'd achieved his goal. But he still had no intention of letting Xu Yi off. He'd raise him high, then bring him crashing down.
That was the style of Wu himself. Wu Pin waved a hand casually. "Your business with Instructor Yi has nothing to do with me. I, Wu, don't concern myself with such things. Apply yourself to your studies. If you run into difficulties, you may come ask me for guidance. As for anything else, this professor won't get involved."
The moment Wu Pin put on that official tone, Xu Yi knew trouble was coming. His gaze flicked to the corner of a yellow-covered booklet showing beneath Wu Pin's cushion. His perception spread over it, and he exclaimed inwardly, Huh. Then he cupped his fists. "Then this student will take his leave. I humbly think that relying on a single copy of Huan Xi Sha to understand a woman's heart isn't quite appropriate."
Wu Pin's eyes, mostly white with only a little black, finally fixed on him. In a flash, he snatched up the book and clutched it in his hand, glaring at Xu Yi with murderous intent.
Xu Yi said, "Professor, there's no need to be alarmed. If I remember correctly, that copy of Huan Xi Sha you're holding was printed by Dongxing Workshop. It's the seventh edition, and there's a story in it called The Flower Seller Claims the Courtesan. It's quite moving." What were the odds of that?
How could it be that Wu Pin had taken out a book Xu Yi just happened