"Young brother, you're certainly in high spirits!"
In the courtyard, Xiao Chi gazed into the starry sky, filled with countless emotions.
A hearty voice sounded from behind him. A sturdy figure slowly approached and stopped at his side.
"It's late. Why hasn't Brother Mo gone to sleep yet?"
"Aren't you awake as well, admiring the moon and studying the stars?"
Xiao Chi shook his head and smiled at that.
"How about you and I have a drink beneath the moonlight?" Mo Li said with a smile.
"Gladly!"
A moment later, a bamboo table was set out, several side dishes were served, and the wine cups were filled. The two began drinking and chatting.
"Hahaha, young brother, you can certainly hold your liquor."
"Ah... good wine!"
"Sigh... having even this brief peace is quite nice. I just wonder when the Demon Clan will invade."
As the wine took hold, Mo Li let out a long stream of emotional sighs.
"Brother Mo, there's no need to worry! Even if we are not Wardens and are merely staying here as guests, we will not stand by and do nothing," Xiao Chi reassured him.
Mo Li looked up at Xiao Chi, sighed softly, and rose to his feet.
"Sigh... the Demon Clan is powerful, and having only recently arrived in the Upper Realm, your cultivation may not be enough. What you need is time!"
"Yet I have always believed that you are the Warden."
They spoke back and forth, lamenting deeply into the night, until Mo Li staggered drunkenly back to bed.
Watching Mo Li return to his bed, Xiao Chi shook his head with a smile before turning and heading back to bed himself.
In the bedroom, the candlelight had not yet gone out. Three exquisite figures were chatting and playing