After the group finished their meal, Zhao Ting found out where the gossip subject was staying.
"Brother, once you arrive at that inn, just ask anyone and you'll know," the person sharing the gossip said with a burp.
Zhao Ting patted him heavily on the back, appearing grateful.
"Then, brother, I'll take my leave first," Zhao Ting stood up.
"We'll just stay here and wait for you to come back and tell us," the gossip-sharer said.
Zhao Ting turned his back to them with a cold expression, thinking they could talk about it if they could.
After Zhao Ting left, the gossip-sharer suddenly felt a tickle in his throat and wanted to cough to clear it, but found he couldn't make a sound.
He opened his mouth, gesticulating wildly, looking very comical.
The others at the table thought he was trying to be funny and laughed heartily.
After a while, they couldn't laugh anymore.
