"Will this do?"
Eighteen round, plump wine jars stood in neat rows on the ground.
Mitian looked over the wine jars, then lowered his gaze to Bo Yi, who was crouching in front of them, inspecting them. "Anything else you need help with?"
Bo Yi had just finished checking all eighteen jars. He looked up to confirm with him, "These jars are all from the batch that was just made?"
Mitian turned to the servant waiting nearby and repeated Bo Yi's question.
"Yes, Master," the servant NPC replied respectfully, his head bowed. "The entire batch is here..."
Bo Yi nodded. He straightened up and told Mitian, "Then have the servants divide the wine among these jars..." After all, Mitian had already used up one jar in the master's bedroom. "Make sure every jar has some wine, and then-"
Bo Yi raised his eyes toward the women from the rear courtyard, who were slowly approaching him across the front courtyard a short distance away. As expected, they had shown an intent to attack from the moment he appeared. But perhaps because "Master Kang (Mitian version)" was standing beside him, they kept hovering nearby, glaring viciously at Bo Yi without ever finding the courage to advance.
Yet after Bo Yi had Mitian order the servants to bring out those eighteen jars of wine, the women's attitude changed-all the gazes fixed on Bo Yi instantly shifted to the row of jars. Their bodies leaned slightly forward, their feet shuffling in place, as though they wanted to approach but did not dare for some reason.
They looked... especially pitiful.
Bo Yi had no intention of making things difficult for them, either. Once the servants had dutifully finished dividing up the wine, he waved a hand. "Give them the wine..."
Mitian waved his hand. The