Morgery Is Fleeing Again

"Chen, Rasfa and I have a party in two days. Want to come? There'll be a lot of pretty girls." Ever since Steven recovered his abilities, he became less and less of a respected elder.

"No, I have a steady relationship right now. I don't want to cause any problems."

"What a pity. You'll regret it."

"I won't regret it," Chen Zhao said, unconvinced. "Be careful. I don't want to have to treat your STDs later."

"Don't worry, I'll be careful."

"Don't overdo it either. You two are both strong now, but you're still old."

Just then, Chen Zhao heard loud singing. A woman with a hat and sunglasses was playing the guitar by the roadside. She had a microphone before her.

Chen Zhao parked the car and leaned against the window to listen to her sing. No one stopped when she finished the song, but she didn't care. She began the next song.

Chen Zhao pulled some change out of his pocket. Rolling up the cash, he tossed it before the woman.