By the time Lie Yan came back to her senses, the wine in her cup had already vanished.
She had actually drained the entire cup without realizing it!
Moreover, for some reason, the energy heart within Lie Yan's chest—born because Zhou Qing had cultivated atop the Earth Fire Red Lotus—began pounding passionately, the sensation spreading throughout her entire energy body, making her seem even more human.
"I lost."
Ji Dong hugged the mixing cup and admitted defeat.
During the brief time Lie Yan had been lost in thought, Zhou Qing handed the small amount remaining in the mixing cup to Ji Dong and let him taste it.
That faint bitterness and faint sweetness stirred the memories of Ji Dong's past life, battering his brain.
His greatest impression could be summed up in one phrase:
After bitterness came sweetness!
And that was also one of the spiritual and cultural values of the land where he had lived in his past life.
Hou Yi Shooting Down the Nine Suns—
He compared himself to the fallen Golden Crow, venting his unwillingness, yet completely forgetting that ten suns hanging in the sky had been a disaster for all living beings.
When nine suns fell, all things were born.
Only a trace of eastern red remained, rising slowly alongside the dew of eight or nine o'clock, bringing hope.
No matter how rich or fervent a person's emotions might be, they were still merely individual heroism. How could they compare to the spirit of culture and tradition contained within a civilization forged by humanity?
At that moment, Ji Dong abruptly raised his head and said to Zhou Qing, "My name is Li Jiedong! It was in my past life, and it is in this life as well!"
"Perhaps my conviction isn't as firm as yours, but