Woof woof, woof... woof woof!!! Young Master: I've heard plenty of wild tales on this trip. Yesterday, at a te…
Woof woof, woof... woof woof!!!
Young Master:
I've heard plenty of wild tales on this trip. Yesterday, at a teahouse in courier station, I overheard a guy at the next table saying his neighbor got into a fight with his wife and castrated himself in a fit of rage...
It just goes to show, the world is too big for only normal people and dogs; that's why weirdos exist.
I had a belly full of gossip, waiting to chat with you over drinks when I got back... but then, my romantic destiny arrived out of nowhere.
Yesterday, walking past the painted boats at Petalfall Crossing, a pipa tune drifted through the crowd and snatched my soul right away. I'm not exaggerating—in ten years of my dog life, I've never heard a tune with such a kick!
My little heart... thump, thump, thump, I just couldn't calm it down.
Speaking of this, Young Master, you must have guessed it. This letter is my resignation.
Quitting halfway isn't cool, I know. But you always say, "A hero acts decisively." With my second spring of love right in front of me, the work back home has to take a backseat...
But don't worry, I won't just vanish. Once I catch my true love, we'll return home together. She plays the tunes, I dig the holes, and we'll run that little household of yours beautifully.
Your most reliable Fu Luwa
(P.S.: I asked around about the girl playing the pipa. Seems she's a famous performer from The Masked Troupe, Lady Wanchun or something. She's very shy and hasn't even shown her face yet. I plan to sneak into their rehearsal backyard first. A little proximity works wonders!)