"Brother, didn't you say you were only going for a few days? How come you've stayed so long? How's Korea?"
Martial Saint's memory is still stuck on the time returning from Japan, putting the food in front of his Brother Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen was about to speak, but all he heard was: "Definitely not as fun as Japan."
It's Lan Peizhi.
Looking at his old sister, Martial Saint, who has been to Kabukicho in Tokyo, gave a sheepish smile, feeling guilty.
Back then, he couldn't do much over the phone.
But now, she's right in front of him.
His old sister could really break his leg.
"I went on a business trip, not for fun."
Interrupted, Jiang Chen resumed speaking, sounding serious.
"Brother, you picked a great time to go, Korea has been quite lively recently."
Martial Saint, being no fool, hurriedly changed the subject, "There have been doctor protests, a plane crash, and now the president is about to be sued. The place is getting crazier and crazier."
