After three rounds of wine.
Tipsy, Meng Qinxian carried a bowl of wine over to Nie Shang.
By then, Nie Shang was already "crestfallen," sprawled over the table.
Meng Qinxian walked over, grabbed Nie Shang by the neck, and hoisted him up.
Nie Shang took one look and immediately shook his head. "I can't do this anymore, Brother Meng. I can't drink anymore..."
Meng Qinxian refused to let up. "Brother Nie, come on. Let's have one."
Seeing that he could not outstubborn Meng Qinxian, Nie Shang could only risk his life to accompany the gentleman, and the two drank together.
Meng Qinxian sat beside Nie Shang, draped an arm over his shoulder, and said earnestly, "Brother Nie, let me speak frankly. We're both Holy Sons of the five great sects within the territory of the Seven Nights Divine Sect. Although Worship Heaven Sect and Overturning Heavens Sect have occasional frictions, things shouldn't have gone so far as to become a life-and-death feud, right?"
"But look at these past few years. The grudges and conflicts between Worship Heaven Sect and Overturning Heavens Sect have gradually escalated. It looks like a great battle is about to break out."
Hearing this, Nie Shang came to his senses and stared at Meng Qinxian. "If your Overturning Heavens Sect hadn't plotted to poison our ancestor of Worship Heaven Sect, how could our Worship Heaven Sect have fallen out with your Overturning Heavens Sect?"
"Meng Qinxian, Overturning Heavens Sect and Worship Heaven Sect originally came from the same lineage. We're sects born of the same mother."
"If your Overturning Heavens Sect hadn't acted with such ruthless brutality, how could our Worship Heaven Sect have refused to rest until one of us was dead?"
When Nie Shang spoke of this, his eyes were filled with anguish.
Meng