"Wait, wait!"
Li Sanjiang interrupted Li Zhiyuan, covered his forehead with his hand, then placed his palm on his own forehead to compare the temperature, and wondered:
"Ouch, seems like you do have a bit of a fever, you're talking nonsense."
"Grandmaster, what I'm saying is true. They came to drink with you to ask for your help with a Tai Sui problem at Old Jiang's place in Shigang Town. If you don't agree, they'll come to trouble you again. You'd better be careful these days."
"Little Yuanhou, so what you're saying is, that night the Grandmaster... was drinking with two..." Li Sanjiang suddenly lowered his voice, "was drinking with two dead people, and drank till midnight?"
"Yes."
"Sigh, it's Grandmaster's fault. I should not have told you about the dream I had yesterday. It gave you nightmares. What we think by day, we dream by night."
"I didn't. Grandmaster, I'm telling the truth. I've prepared some useful things that can help you solve it..."
