Metaphor (2)

"Sending money? What money?" Xie Zhen was a little confused. He understood the meaning of the words, but why was it so difficult to understand when they were put together?

"These are not important anymore, but your disciple seems to have suffered a lot of shock. Go and comfort him. I don't really understand it, but as men, you should understand his feelings more and have more to talk about." After Ah Yu placed aside the ancient book in her hand, she left the courtyard and turned to the small room on the other side.

Xie Zhen hurriedly said to his colleagues, who were also in a daze, "Thank you for coming to help. Since there's nothing for the time being, I'll have to trouble everyone to go back first and thank you here."

"Thank you, Commander."