Di Tou had just sat down and poured out a glass of plum lemonade, when Qing Ma Zhou walked through the front gates, "Hey! Old Man Pi, you're back, haha!" Squinting his eyes, Di Tou looked over at Qing Ma Zhou and saw that he was holding a simple hammer in his hand, and a basket filled with iron in the other…. Toady, Qing Ma Zhou hadn't even bothered bringing his little squire, and considering the time, it should be because he had snuck out early in the morning, wanting a bit of, as Qing Ma Zhou would often call it, "Freedom from my tail!"