"It seems I've really come at the right time." Xu Ke shrugged, speaking indifferently, as if he hadn't caught the deeper meaning in the drunkard's words.
"Just ask me whatever you want, before my wife returns. I don't want her to know about us." The drunkard said with his eyes closed.
But the drunkard's indifferent demeanor didn't affect Xu Ke one bit. Since the incident caught the drunkard off guard, his wife had rushed over from home and stayed right by his side, bringing nothing but money. Similarly, Xu Ke came empty-handed today, leaving the room devoid of anything. Xu Ke originally wanted to hold something in his hand but gave up upon seeing the empty room.
Xu Ke refocused his attention on the drunkard. "Can you guarantee that, no matter what I ask you, you'll answer me truthfully?" Xu Ke looked at the drunkard's tightly shut eyes and asked.
The drunkard's eyes moved slightly beneath his eyelids, then he opened them. "The words of the old drunkard are never lies."
