I was slightly drunk as I watched Sword-Tasting Lord stagger toward me, and my expression turned much more solemn. By then, the banquet had long since ended, and I was already preparing to take Lu Xian'er and the child inside to rest. Though I had been sure something would happen, when it truly did, I still couldn't help feeling as if I were holding my breath in anticipation.
"You wouldn't... also be waiting... for your master, would you?" Sword-Tasting Lord raised the wine jug and took a gurgling gulp. For some reason, this made him seem almost like the Sword-Tasting Lord I had seen for the first time.
"Master, it's so late and you still haven't gone to rest. I wonder, is the Li Family's wine not strong enough, or do you still have something you haven't told your disciple?" I smiled faintly. My voice carried perfectly into the house, giving Lu Xian'er time to prepare for whatever might happen.
"Heh heh... The wine is strong enough... But after thinking it over again and again, there's one thing I still can't understand..." Sword-Tasting Lord narrowed his eyes halfway and continued studying me with the same gaze he had used to scrutinize me in the main hall that day.
"What is it you wish to ask me, Master?" I asked. Privately, I thought, This is unexpected. At least he hasn't attacked right away. Could I have been overthinking it?
"I want to ask you... Are you really my eldest disciple?" Sword-Tasting Lord suddenly said.
I froze for a moment, but soon drew a cold breath inward. Could it be that Sword-Tasting Lord had suddenly remembered that his eldest disciple shouldn't have grown into someone like me? Or had the drunk Sword-Tasting Lord from outside somehow possessed him? Had he already seen