Some regrets in life cannot be erased by anyone.
No matter how peerlessly magnificent you are, no matter that you stand unmatched beneath heaven, no matter that you wield the highest authority in the world.
It is all useless.
Even the Emperor of Qi had the sorrow of his beloved consort, Jiang Wuqi's regret.
How could Jiang Wang forget the streets and alleys of Maple Forest City, his neighbors and schoolmates?
How could he ever want to miss Jiang An'an's growth?
Precisely because he had not wanted it, yet it happened in the end, it became a regret.
Jiang Wang drank a bowl with him. The Five Energies within him churned, heat roiling through him.
After drinking until the four seas were all wind and thunder, bold spirit swelled in his chest.
"In that case, this wine might as well be called the Righteous Path of the Human World!" The drink had gone to his head, and he was talking a bit of nonsense.
Gu Shiyi froze for a moment, then burst into laughter. "The Righteous Path of the Human World!"
He picked up the wine jar again and poured more wine. "Come, let's down another bowl of this Righteous Path of the Human World!"
Wave after wave of wine vapor surged back, twining layer upon layer, fragrant upon fragrant.
The wine worms in his belly had awakened, scratching at his heart and lungs with craving.
Every part of his body seemed to be waiting for the fine wine to irrigate it.
But Jiang Wang reached out and pressed down his wine bowl, shaking his head. "I can't drink anymore."
Gu Shiyi set down the wine jar and looked at him. "Is the wine no good?"
"The wine is too good! I never had much of a taste for drink,