Not a moment later, Fang Zhixing returned alone.
By this time, Luo Kezao was also ready. His hair was neatly done up with not a strand out of place.
"Let's go,"
Luo Kezao stepped out the door, with the Wen brothers following in step.
Fang Zhixing obediently led the way ahead, guiding the three men to Peace Street.
"This is Peace Street, isn't it? It sure has changed a lot!"
Luo Kezao surveyed his surroundings, his face lit with nostalgia and reminiscence, laughing, "I snuck out here once as a kid and ended up getting my behind thoroughly whipped by my mother."
Wen Yulin laughed, "A beating is a sign of affection, scolding is love. The lady did it for your own good."
Luo Kezao turned to Fang Zhixing and asked, "Which place shall we go to for entertainment?"
Fang Zhixing replied, "The most famous establishment around here is Hanxiang Building. It has many artists skilled in singing and dancing. Would the young master be interested?"
"Hmm, let's go have a look,"