Liang Yuening was about to refuse, but he accidentally caught sight of the wild man wearing beast skin in the portrait. His eyes flashed, then he said, "This portrait??"
Fengsu said, "A strange person."
"Interesting," Liang Yuening pulled over a cushion and plopped down across from Fengsu. He picked up the portrait, lifted it high, and examined it carefully. "This person is really ugly, but what a large frame, a bit stronger than me." Hmm, no doubt about it, it's indeed his family's silent and long-missing fourth brother.
Fengsu sipped some tea and smiled, "Dayuan's aesthetics are indeed twisted. Someone like him is actually quite popular with the girls over in Dajin."
"Tsk," Liang Yuening clicked his tongue, "Why does this person look so odd? Is that a leopard skin he's wearing?"
Fengsu glanced at him, "Ah Wu."
"Huh?"
