Lin Bai, Wang Zhengyang, and Qi Lingyu were all seated at the Chu Crown Prince Chu Junyou's table, drinking together. Before long, they had emptied a jug of wine.
Qi Lingyu seemed not to have had his fill yet. He picked up the wine jug and shook it twice, but not a sound of water came from inside.
Unwilling to give up, he opened the stopper and peered inside. Indeed, not even a drop remained on the inner walls.
They had drunk it bone-dry.
"It's gone."
"Gone is gone. The Palace Master only gave me one jug!"
Lin Bai spread his hands with a wry smile, then picked up the jug containing Water Cloud Brew and said:
"Drink this instead. This one's pretty good too."
The Chu Crown Prince Chu Junyou waved his hand and said:
"Hey."
"Now that we know there's even better wine, naturally we have to seize the chance to drink our fill!"
"Wait here a moment. I'll go ask for some wine!"
With a faint flush of drunkenness on his face, the Chu Crown Prince Chu Junyou rose and walked toward the Palace Lord of the Demon Palace.
The Palace Lord of the Demon Palace spotted Chu Junyou from afar and looked at him with a smile.
The Chu Crown Prince Chu Junyou walked up, stood respectfully, clasped his hands, and said:
"This junior Chu Junyou greets Uncle."
The Palace Lord of the Demon Palace chuckled and nodded.
"Since the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace is now one of the four most powerful forces in the Devil Realm, and this old man is indeed more than ten thousand years your senior, I can bear your calling me 'Uncle.'"
The forms of address in the Devil Realm had always been highly regulated.
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