Fan Long said, "Can I say it then?"
Zhu Yan nodded, boldly saying, "Go ahead and say it!"
Fan Long smiled slightly, poured Zhu Yan a glass of red wine, and said, "Here's the thing, yesterday I ran into a tough guy. I called a few thugs, but none could match him. I suspect he's a practitioner with some confidence, so..."
Zhu Yan immediately understood, laughing, "Can't swallow this, want to get back at him?"
Fan Long laughed, "You really know me well, brother!"
"Of course!"
Zhu Yan also laughed, "If you need hitters, that's no problem at all. My big brother owns several Taekwondo gyms. I can get dozens over if you need, ensuring you get back at him."
Fan Long said, "Do you need me to tell you about that person?"
Zhu Yan said, "Sure, let's chat while we eat."
...
Tap tap tap!
The heels of high heels gently struck the tiled floor, producing a series of rhythmic sounds, inexplicably heartening to hear.
