Sang Zhi glanced at Sang Bei. He showed no particular expression, acting as though the person they were discussing was entirely inconsequential, and was instead wholly focused on doing battle with his spring pancake.
This was for the best. The past years had been far too heavy for him; the fact that he could hear that name without a single ripple of emotion was good for his growth.
While she was there indulging in a moment of self-satisfaction, she had no idea that Sang Bei's attention had been entirely captured by the spring pancake and that he hadn't heard a word of their conversation.
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