"I've had it before..."
Wu Jia scratched his head and stared blankly at Zeng Anmin.
"But I don't like drinking it. My father does."
"The Barbarian King?" Zeng Anmin froze for a moment.
"Mm, my father specifically married a beastfolk mother for me, so I could drink her milk every day." Wu Jia chuckled. "Not gonna lie, my third mother's milk is really sweet."
???
Zeng Anmin and Wuxin's eyes widened at once.
Wait...
Was that something he could say??
"Hiss—"
Zeng Anmin drew a sharp breath, then waved a hand.
"Ahem, let's not talk about that for now."
"What did you two come here for today?"
After inviting the two to sit, Zeng Anmin took the seat of honor. He ran his fingers along the rim of his teacup and cast them a questioning look.
He was asking even though he already knew the answer.
Wu Jia opened his mouth, wanting to speak.
But Wuxin stopped him with a cough.
Smiling at Zeng Anmin, he said,
"It is like this. Brother Wu Jia traveled all the way from the western Savage Lands. Your name, Zeng Anmin, has long thundered across the land, known from north to south. The moment he arrived in the capital yesterday, he sought me out for drinks and asked where you were. Today, he came out of admiration to pay you a visit."
His explanation was clear enough.
"Oh, right, right, I came to visit you."
Wu Jia hurriedly nodded with a silly grin, then pulled a huge chunk of goldstone from his waist.
"I heard you humans like this stuff. It's a meeting gift."
Bang! As he spoke, he tossed the chunk of goldstone, weighing a full ten jin, onto the table.
"Wu Jia!" Wuxin barked in a low voice before looking up at