When Wei Zhao was ready to pick up someone from the tea house, half an hour had already passed.
Although he hadn't gotten any blood on him, after spending so much time at the execution ground, he had specially changed his clothes before heading over.
Seeing how particular he was, Xiao Huaian clicked his tongue in amazement from the side.
"Is it necessary?"
Xiao Huaian: "Why don't you also stay vegetarian, chant scriptures, burn incense for three days before seeing your sister-in-law?"
Wei Zhao couldn't be bothered to respond to him.
Xiao Huaian continued talking to himself.
"I've heard Chi Yu mention that when you were fighting outside, you didn't even have time to take off your muddy, blood-stained armor, and without washing your bloodstained hands, you would just wipe them on coarse cloth and sit down to eat dry rations without any fuss alongside the Wei Family Army under you."
