The Black-Robed Man sitting beside Lin Bai had a somewhat plump figure. The flesh on his body was not firm, but rather loose and soft.
He had already been somewhat overweight, and draped in a loose, oversized black robe, he looked even more bloated.
Upon closer inspection, however, it became clear that this was not actually a black robe, but a cyan Daoist robe engraved with Dao patterns.
It was only because he had not changed or washed it in many years that it had accumulated so much grime, staining the cyan Daoist robe black.
His messy hair seemed not to have been washed for years either, and had clumped into thick, rope-like strands.
His face was somewhat round and fat, while his bright red, alcohol-flushed nose was especially eye-catching.
Waves of alcohol stench radiated from him, making him seem as though he had just been fished out of a wine vat.
Lin Bai and Bu Junfeng were both somewhat surprised by the sudden appearance of this Black-Robed Man. However, the young man sitting beside Bu Junfeng merely glanced at the Black-Robed Man. The two seemed to understand each other without words, exchanging a knowing smile without saying anything.
The Black-Robed Man snatched Lin Bai's wine pot, drained all the bitter wine inside, then complained that it tasted terrible before tossing the empty wine pot back to Lin Bai.
"Ah~~" The Black-Robed Man took out his own wine pot and drank a mouthful, letting out a satisfied, comfortable sound.
Lin Bai looked at him strangely, unable to figure out where this man had come from.
The Black-Robed Man seemed to notice Lin Bai watching him. Assuming that Lin Bai wanted some of his wine, he smiled and said:
"Don't stare at me so eagerly. Want a sip?"
Without bothering to