Wang Shiyuan and his wife went inside the house, and Du Heng finally stood up from the ground, bending over and retching in the tree hollow.
Although he had spat out the toothpaste foam from his mouth just now, it wasn't entirely clean, and he had swallowed quite a bit of it.
It wasn't until he had tidied himself up and gotten everything in order that he slowly walked towards the house.
As he walked, he wondered if he should also give them a kowtow in return. Otherwise, their gesture was too grand; it was a bit overwhelming.
"Du, that didn't scare you, did it?" Wang Shizhen joked as he saw Du Heng enter. He pulled Du Heng to sit opposite Wang Shiyuan and his wife. "My brother just said he has nothing to repay you with, so he could only kowtow to you."
Du Heng could only offer a wry smile. "That gesture was so grand, it almost did me in."
While they were talking, Wang Shizhen's wife had prepared breakfast and brought it to them.
