Hua Qinghan looked at An Yuqing helplessly.
She had already listened to An Yuqing curse Ye Tianyi for a full two hours.
At first, An Yuqing said she had been defiled. Hua Qinghan had wondered who could possibly defile her. Then, although An Yuqing never said who it was, she kept cursing Ye Tianyi, so Hua Qinghan understood—An Yuqing had probably been defiled by Ye Tianyi.
How Ye Tianyi had managed it did not seem important. What mattered was that it was true.
Impressive.
"I know, I know. How about you get some sleep?"
Hua Qinghan snatched the wine from An Yuqing's hand.
"N-No... not sleeping..."
An Yuqing said drunkenly.
"But you can't drink anymore. You've had so much already."
"This Lady is going to curse Ye Tianyi to death!"
"Ye Tianyi will be here soon," Hua Qinghan said.
"Huh? He's coming over?"
"Mm."
"I'll beat him to death when he gets here!"
At any rate, Hua Qinghan could not tell that An Yuqing was particularly upset. Perhaps they were friends and had an especially close relationship. Even if An Yuqing had been defiled by Ye Tianyi, it would not necessarily mean they would become sworn enemies.
"Then stop drinking first."
"Not drinking anymore..."
About Twenty Minutes later, Ye Tianyi arrived at Hua Qinghan's home.
Ye Tianyi still had the fingerprint access to Hua Qinghan's door. He opened it and walked in, immediately hit by the stench of alcohol.
"Whoa, how much did you drink?"
Ye Tianyi walked inside.
"Where is the person?"
"She fell asleep," Hua Qinghan said.
An Yuqing had said she would not sleep, but as she waited, she eventually fell asleep.
According to An Yuqing, if you drank alcohol without getting drunk—or used spiritual power to dispel the intoxication—then what was the difference between drinking alcohol