The four exchanged smiles, then drained their cups in one gulp.
Strangely enough, after drinking, all four of them felt a faint sense of mutual appreciation.
Perhaps this was the tacit understanding shared by peerless prodigies?
Looking across all of ancient history, the four were exceptionally brilliant and stunning figures. For them to sit together and drink was enough to shake ancient history itself. Perhaps it had all been arranged by fate.
Even Hua Yunfei and Tianming Wuji could sit together and drink. What else could possibly not happen?
Not to mention Dao Wushuang, the greatest of all ages, was here as well.
"Drinking with you all is still the most enjoyable and carefree."
Dao Wushuang looked at the sea of clouds in the distance and could not help sighing. "There have been too many troubles lately. My head is about to split into two."
"The higher one's status, the heavier one's responsibilities." Tianming Wuji smiled at Dao Wushuang. "Who told you to take on so much? Who can you blame?"
"It is not as though I can choose." Dao Wushuang shrugged helplessly. "If I could do it all over again, I would rather be an ordinary mortal. Though I would live less than a hundred years, at least I would be free and unrestrained, instead of being tangled up in all these headaches."
Dao Wushuang had always been free and easy. What he liked most was calling together people he acknowledged to drink and chat. It made him feel very relaxed.
Some recent matters had truly annoyed him to the point that his head was about to explode.
He was not joking either. If he could choose, he truly wanted to be an ordinary mortal, with nothing to worry about.
"Mortals have mortal troubles too. It is not as