Goldie Thorne had recently made a few trips to Tristone, where he'd gotten a taste of the big city's excitement and glamour. He'd also finally had the coffee he'd always dreamed of drinking. He thought it was disgusting, more bitter than herbal medicine, but he was content just to have experienced it.
Having picked up the airs of a city slicker in Tristone, Goldie Thorne's whole demeanor had clearly improved. He was starting to look like a man of culture, except for that slick, shiny, center-parted hair. It was such an eyesore that Tang Xiaonan desperately wanted to mess up the awful style.
"Doesn't your uncle look handsome today?"
Goldie Thorne picked up Tang Xiaonan, grinning smugly. He was quite pleased with his appearance, convinced you couldn't find anyone in all of Clearspring Township more fashionable than him.
