Wang Jing could take no more. He declared aloud, "In the Northern Darkness there is a fish, and its name is the Kun. The Kun is so big, a single pot cannot stew it all!"
With that, he grabbed Chen Ping'an by the arm and strode outside, Li Hisheng following closely behind, his mouth never stopping...
Once out of the house and after taking a few breaths of fresh air, Wang Jing had a strange feeling. Li Hisheng's mouth must have just been grown today; surely he had never spoken before in his life, and now he was desperate to say everything at once, having been pent up for far too long.
Chapter 63