Hu Xiaotian recognized Su Guangju's voice and shook his head. Before getting up, he looked down to make sure his body had returned completely to normal, then went over and opened the door. Su Guangju and Liu Danggui, the proprietor of Spring Return Hall, stood outside. Su Guangju wore a broad smile, while Liu Danggui looked utterly pitiful. One glance told Hu Xiaotian why they had come. There was no need to ask-it was definitely about Liu Kuohai's arrest that morning.
Su Guangju smiled. "Sorry to disturb your afternoon nap, Young Master Hu, but Proprietor Liu has an urgent matter he'd like to discuss with you."
Hu Xiaotian nodded and smiled. "It's all right. I'd just woken up anyway." He thought to himself, If these two hadn't come, I'd probably have wet my trousers by now. You have to look on the bright side of everything. At least I won't need to change my underwear.
Su Guangju and Liu Danggui entered the room. Hu Xiaotian invited them to sit, then asked softly, "What can I do for you, Proprietor Liu?"
Liu Danggui's tears came on command. Raising a sleeve to cover his face, he wailed, "What a bitter lot is mine..."
Hu Xiaotian had only ever seen people cry like this onstage. Far from stirring his sympathy, Liu Danggui's exaggerated sobbing almost made him laugh. It wasn't that he took pleasure in another man's misfortune; he simply found this way of fishing for sympathy rather ridiculous. If you have something to say, say it. What the hell are you crying for? We're complete strangers. Your tears aren't going to move me. You can't blame society for your miserable life. What the hell does it have to do with me?
After one sob, Liu Danggui realized Hu Xiaotian wasn't reacting and