"Uncle Hai, how much did you win?" Wu Yaizu's eyes were bright as he leaned in from the side.
"Tonight, let's go to Heavenly Que together!" Meng Xinghai waved his hand forcefully, his eyes and brows all aglow.
"Uncle Meng is generous!" Xiang Yiwu came forward with a thumbs-up as thick as a carrot.
"Xinghai, you're being impulsive. Just now, Ling Canghai was talking about people like you." An elder with a strong presence from Esoteric Buddhism spoke sternly.
"Uncle!" Meng Xinghai greeted.
Then, he whispered in his ear, "Uncle, how's this for a team-up with me? Fun enough, right?"
"What nonsense are you spouting in front of the kids!" The white-haired elder glared at him and left with his hands behind his back.
"Alright, let's talk over there tonight, Uncle." Meng Xinghai pointed to the distant Jade Palace.
