Fatty Wang waited until Xiao Mu arrived at midnight, and he had been sitting in the hall long enough to have made three or four trips to his residence in Jingshan. From the time the servant went to open the door to when Xiao Mu appeared before him, it took about four to five minutes. Xiao Mu looked a bit dizzy; in fact, he had indeed had a drink and was slightly tipsy.
"Third Young Master!" Fatty Wang called out to Xiao Mu from his seat, reminding him of his presence.
Xiao Mu, who was about to go upstairs, unexpectedly stared at Fatty Wang. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm sorry to disturb you so late at night," Fatty Wang politely expressed his apology.
"If you know it's late, you should head back early." Xiao Mu, slightly intoxicated, walked up to Fatty Wang.
"I came to find you because the situation is urgent."
The servant brought tea and placed it on the table. Xiao Mu crossed his legs and took a sip of the tea. "Then go ahead and speak."
