Lu Yin walked ahead, with Zhi Yi following behind. The two of them headed toward the center of Food Paradise. Wine bottles lay scattered everywhere, and steaming dishes sat atop a blooming flower.
Lu Yin walked up to the bottles, and a memory surfaced. A group of people had once sat in a circle here, laughing, drinking, and loudly chatting about something. He looked in one direction. Big Sis should have been sitting there. "Little Seven, don't drink so much. You're supposed to consummate your marriage tonight."
His gaze shifted to the spot where Second Brother had sat. "Big Sis, our Little Seven's all grown up. He won't need us anymore."
"Second Brother, stop talking nonsense. Little Seven, come on. Fourth Sis will drink with you."
"Fourth Sis, you should drink less too. Don't forget, there's someone at home waiting for you to comfort him."
"It's not like he can only marry one person. Little Seven, take that girl Xi with you when you leave."
"I recorded that! Hahaha, I'm sending it to Bai Xian'er right now. Fourth Sis, she's never liked you."
"Fifth Brother, you're asking for trouble. Don't stir up family drama."
"Little Seven, stop getting Qiming drunk. Morning Star's already looking dim. Poor kid."
"Who told that brat to keep provoking me? Come to think of it, why doesn't he provoke any of you?"
"Little Seven's the only one easy to talk to. Let him try provoking me. Third Brother will bury him in the ground—no, toss him into a wheat ring. He won't get out for ten years."
"Who—who dares insult the Eighth Hero, Tu Qiming? Big Brother, someone insulted me!"
"Hahahahaha!"
"Hahahahaha!"
Everyone had gathered in a circle, laughing happily, drinking, and offering their blessings. Lu Yin clenched his fists. At some point, his eyes