"Miss Zhang's standards are too high. With so many outstanding young men here in Xiazhou, whether sons of princes, dukes, generals, and ministers or gifted disciples of renowned great sects, not one has caught her eye yet." Li Deming shook his head. "Oh, right, next time I visit Miss Zhang, I'll find a way to bring you along. Perhaps she'll take a fancy to you at first sight."
"Speaking of that, what a coincidence. Miss Zhang has invited me to her residence tomorrow for a chat," Huang Xiao said.
"Oh!" Li Deming nodded. After a moment, however, the wine cup in his hand fell to the floor with a clatter, and he did not even notice. Staring at Huang Xiao, he asked, as though seeking confirmation, "Miss Zhang invited you to her residence for a chat?"
"Yes, that's right!" Huang Xiao replied.
"What? Is that true? The invitation-where's the invitation?" Li Deming asked, extending his hand toward Huang Xiao.
Huang Xiao took the invitation from inside his robe and handed it to Li Deming.
"You really have an invitation from Miss Zhang?" Li Deming opened it after taking it and exclaimed in utter disbelief.
"It's right there in your hands. How could it be fake?" Huang Xiao said.
"Ah..." Li Deming returned the invitation to Huang Xiao and sighed. "I'm truly impressed. Very few people receive an invitation from Miss Zhang. To think you'd get this opportunity, Brother Huang! This is wonderful news. You must drink at least three cups to celebrate!"
The maid beside them had already brought Li Deming a fresh wine cup, and he raised it, filled to the brim.
"I was just saying I'd take you along, yet it turns out you've received a proper invitation. As for me, though I can see Miss Zhang, it