When the three brothers met again, Fang Mo was delighted. They raised their cups and drank as they chatted.
They talked about amusing things that had happened at the academy, occasionally bursting into laughter. The three women joined in from time to time as well; after all, they had shared campus days together.
Especially with Ding Bingxiu, that living treasure, around. After a few drinks, he loosened up and began recounting all sorts of amusing stories, making even Luo Jiangyan laugh aloud now and then.
However, neither of them could hold their liquor like Fang Mo, and they were drinking fine wine that even True Man Realm cultivators would begrudge drinking.
After downing a bottle or two, the alcohol hit them. Before the banquet was even halfway through, they were drunk enough to crawl beneath the table.
Fang Mo could only arrange for someone to take them away to rest.
Yet after seeing the two off, Fang Mo fell somewhat silent.
Though the bond between the three of them remained, it was obvious that the other two were holding something back. Even after drinking, they still kept their guard up to some extent.
"What's wrong? Weren't you drinking quite happily?"
Guan Lu brought Fang Mo a cup of tea. Seeing his brows slightly furrowed, she asked in confusion.
Luo Jiangyan walked in. Seeing Fang Mo's expression, she said with a smile,
"He's feeling sentimental!"
Guan Lu did not understand. Her gaze moved between the two of them as she asked, "Sentimental about what?"
Luo Jiangyan smiled faintly without answering. Instead, she looked at Fang Mo and said, "It's perfectly normal that they can't relax. Someone must have warned them beforehand. After all, the entire Alliance now survives under your protection. It's understandable that those people are worried they might not