"Who are you... cough cough... talking about!" The man glared angrily at Lu Zheng, but with water all over his face, he choked a bit and was completely lacking in aura.
"Don't mind me, I'm just saying casually, sighing a bit, some problems, no matter how much money you have, you still can't fix them." Lu Zheng shook his head, then crossed his legs, leisurely humming the tune of "Memories Can Only be Recalled", "Time passes by - never returns, memories, can only be recalled -"
"Hahaha—"
The few young people nearby laughed heartily, one young woman gave Lu Zheng a thumbs up, and another young man joked, "Can't you take some pills to suppress it a bit."
Lu Zheng shook his head, explaining sincerely, "Medicine is three parts poison, take too much, and you'll have trouble with incontinence."
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man asked skeptically, "Really?"
Lu Zheng shrugged, "Don't believe me? Try whistling."
