Mo Wuji was rather impressed with Qin Yi's gift of sophistry; no one could compare.
"Alright, how about I make a few dishes and we have a drink together?"
Qin Yi's eyes lit up and he nodded eagerly; this sounded good.
Mo Wuji shook his head helplessly, just about to start cooking, when Qin Ankang hurried in.
"Young Master, Young Master Qin." Qin Ankang greeted them.
"What's the matter?" Mo Wuji asked.
"Young Master, the Family Head sent someone to summon you."
Mo Wuji looked at Qin Yi, "Qin, my apologies, I'll make you dinner once I return."
Qin Yi nodded.
"Ankang, stay with Qin and I'll be right back."
"Young Master, don't worry!"
Mo Wuji left.
Qin Ankang looked at Qin Yi, respectfully saying, "Young Master Qin, if you need anything, just ask."
"How about doing a pole dance for me?"
Qin Ankang: "..."
"Hahaha… just kidding. Can you write?"
Qin Ankang said, "I picked up a little from observing the Young Master."
