Treating me to dinner?
Zhang Yuanqing thought, Since when had this self-conscious kid become so sensible?
Zhang Yuanqing knew Kou Beiyue was very grateful to him—whether for his sister's case, helping him resolve his parents' emotional knots, or assisting him in advancing to Saint.
After helping him so much, if that kid had been a girl, she ought to have stripped naked and waited on the bed for him to take her, only then would she be repaying the Celestial Venerable's immense kindness.
But teenage boys in their edgy phase were self-conscious and thin-skinned; even saying "thank you" could make them blush. Asking him to treat someone to a meal was harder than asking him to risk his life.
It must have been Beiyue's mother's idea. Although she no longer cared to talk to me, she probably also felt she owed me too many favors and ought to treat me to a meal. Zhang Yuanqing casually dialed the number.
It rang for a long time before the call connected. Zhang Yuanqing asked:
"Is Little Round there?"
"Little Round hasn't arrived yet." Kou Beiyue's voice came through the speaker. "Just tell me whether you're coming or not!"
"Give me the address!" Zhang Yuanqing said.
"I'll text it to you later." Kou Beiyue apparently did not want to say much and hurriedly hung up.
While waiting for the address, Zhang Yuanqing used a ride-hailing app to book a car to Gold Mountain City, temporarily setting the destination as "Wuhen Hotel."
Although it was already late, for a Night Wanderer, it seemed as though a new day had only just begun, brimming with energy.
He had long wanted to find time to visit Wuhen Hotel, but Lust Divine General's case had delayed his plans.
It was a good chance to discuss the details