"Yubin, I really have to criticize you for that. Once we're outside Sha City, we're fellow townsmen, which means we're family."
There's nothing wrong with that statement.
When you're away from home and run into someone from your hometown, it really does feel extra warm; "fellow townsmen meet, tears in both eyes," as the saying goes.
But the key is, the setting is wrong right now. They were clearly still in Sha City, where's that fellow-townsman warmth supposed to come from.
"Young Master Zhou is looking for him about something?"
Wu Yubin asked naturally, as if just following the flow of the conversation.
Young Master Zhou gave a faint, mocking smile, picked up a piece of stinky tofu, and said easily, "Just a small matter, I'd like to have a chat with him."
This barbecue, stepping on a steady rhythm, was finally starting to move into the main topic.
"Then Young Master Zhou can just ask him out directly."
"Presumptuous. Way too presumptuous."
