Arranging the dishes, Xu Wanzhi took a breath, regained his composure, served him a bowl of rice, and continued eating. After a moment, he spoke like an understanding sister: “The first time meeting a woman, naturally, you can’t like her. So, the master’s command is difficult for you?”
Hitting the key point, Shen Kuang nodded: “I was raised by my master.”
“So, how is this woman’s appearance and character?” He was curious.
Shen Kuang glared at him: “I was too shocked by her words to care about her appearance!”
“…Fair enough.” Xu Wanzhi nodded, finding the lunch’s taste particularly interesting, swallowing a bite and asking, “So, do you want my advice?”
While something huge had happened to him, the person opposite was leisurely eating lunch, speaking in a calm tone, though Shen Kuang could hear the underlying mockery. Suddenly feeling reinvigorated, he picked up his chopsticks: “A Zhi, you have more ideas. I want to hear yours.”
Xu Wanzhi, who only complained internally, hearing his dependent tone, maintained a stern expression and directly offered advice: “If you don’t want to marry this woman, don’t get entangled. Pack your bags and return home immediately.”
“What?”
Shen Kuang choked on his rice, staring ungracefully. He thought Xu Wanzhi might advise him to try communicating with the woman or break off the engagement. Instead, he simply suggested going home.
Glancing at him, Xu Wanzhi raised an eyebrow: “Otherwise, what would you do? Get entangled with her? What if she doesn’t accept your opinion? What if she insists on following her master’s command? What if she already loves someone else? Worse, what if after marriage, she mistreats you?”
“I…”
His master had always loved him and never discussed such things. Living simply, he couldn’t imagine these scenarios. Hearing Xu Wanzhi’s questions, he suddenly felt the outside world was as terrifying as when his master used to scare him, unable to speak.
Xu Wanzhi sighed: “True comfort comes from our familiar hometown and loved ones. Without guarantees, avoid uncertainties if possible.”
These words carried endless desolation. Shen Kuang looked at him, nodding thoughtfully after a long moment. Xu Wanzhi smiled and continued eating.
