"Ahem, what nonsense are you, master? Am I like that?" Wang Dalang was choked with tea and coughed a few times.
"Then how do you know so clearly?" I walked beside Wang Dalang and patted him on the back. "In those days, the man who helped the hotel owner knew this line. Most people knew him and his master knew him." Wang Dalang pointed his finger at Xie Yiming in his speech. "Which teacher is it?…