He purged his lips: “It’s late. What are you doing here?” He was sure this wasn’t a place where men easily went out at night.
At this point, Shen Kuang’s expression turned bitter: “Well, I can’t find—”
“Lost?” The precise question made him nod sheepishly. In truth, he wasn’t entirely lost, but the person his master asked him to find had eluded him all day.
Qu Xiaojue stepped forward: “Sir, it’s not appropriate to wander at this hour. You should find a place to rest.”
Shen Kuang’s head drooped: “My silver notes… are gone again…”
He had carefully kept the silver notes he found during the day, intending to exchange them at the bank, but they mysteriously disappeared again. Without money, where could he stay?
Xu Wanzhi, who had fallen into the wealthy Qu family, had never experienced the hardships of being broke or struggling. Hearing this, he looked at Shen Kuang in disbelief: “You don’t have a single coin?”
He turned to Qu Xiaojue: “Your Qu family is so large. Surely hosting someone isn’t a problem?”
She, who had never been particularly warm to anyone, especially a man she’d only met twice, looked at Shen Kuang: “Sir, my husband seems quite fond of you. Would you like to rest at our humble residence?”
Shen Kuang bashfully replied: “Won’t I be a bother?”
Xu Wanzhi retorted: “You’re already a bother. One more night won’t make a difference.” This comment made Shen Kuang look even more ashamed, but he no longer refused and followed them to the Qu residence.
His master had warned him never to stay out at night, to remain in an inn. But now, there was no inn… He had been repeatedly warned about the world’s dangers, though he hadn’t encountered any yet, and believed his master was always right.
Xu Wanzhi found this “naive boy” type only existed in novels and movies, never expecting to meet one after transmigrating. Naturally curious, he began chatting with Shen Kuang, leaving Qu Xiaojue behind.
Shen Kuang answered everything directly, scratching his head when he didn’t know something, looking adorably straightforward. Xu Wanzhi didn’t probe deeply, and they quickly arrived at the Qu residence.
Servants immediately came forward. Qu Xiaojue ordered: “Take this Sir Shen to the guest room. Provide anything he might need.”
