A mosquito's leg is still meat.
Xu Guang comforted himself.
...
Another day passed.
Xu Guang led the group to rest at a roadside tea house. It was near the main road, and a county town was not far away. This tea house was also opened by people from a certain faction in the town.
"Elephant Master, this is from my young master. No need to pay."
The servant seemed embarrassed and did not dare to accept Xu Guang's money.
Xu Guang wasn't surprised, someone recognized General Wei and naturally recognized him as well.
This kind of thing had happened several times along the way.
After thinking for a moment, Xu Guang asked.
"Is your young master here now?"
After all, the snacks at this tea house were quite good. Not only did they eat a lot, but they also packed a lot to take away. Since the servant wouldn't take the money, he intended to give it directly to the young master behind the scenes.
He didn't care for such minor favors.
