As he spoke, Xu Yi grabbed the wine jug and drained it in one long gulp. Then he seized a second jug and emptied that in an instant. Just as he reached for the last one, the man finally moved, clamping a hand over the jug. "I went to a hell of a lot of trouble to get these three jugs of Cloudsea Snow Brew, and I haven't even tasted a drop. Don't push it. Besides, you're already a demon lord, and you've even become an Old Ancestor. How come you still can't shake that habit of never knowing when you've had enough? People say your background determines your horizons. By that logic, there's no doubt you were born a nobody."
Given Xu Yi's current status, the only people who dared speak to him like that were his closest friends and family.
The speaker was none other than Shi Erli.
Xu Yi had returned to Two Forget Peak this time not only because the peak had repeatedly urged him to come, but also because he wanted to see some old friends.
He didn't have many friends, but they were all loyal to him. There was Qian Feng and Song Zheng Yi on Two Forget Peak, and Shi Erli beyond it.
Because of Xu Yi's current status, Qian Feng and Song Zheng Yi had become his granddisciples. The sect had rules: seniority couldn't be muddled.
It was awkward for the two of them to interact with Xu Yi as before, and Xu Yi could only sigh inwardly. He didn't want to make things difficult for them.
In any case, everyone on Two Forget Peak knew how close he was to Qian Feng and Song Zheng Yi. With his current status, he didn't even need to say a word; those two could