"This wine... must be drunk one sip at a time..."
"Heh, only by letting it gather deep before it bursts forth can you savor its wonders."
"Would you agree, Fellow Daoist Houtu?"
Gu Changqing's sudden words left all living beings stunned.
Then they rolled their eyes, speechless.
What kind of moment was this?
At this juncture of life and death, he was spouting his so-called reflections on drinking again?
How could Sage Houtu possibly listen?
Gu Changqing really had no sense of the occasion!
All living beings could not help grumbling inwardly.
Yet just then, an abrupt change occurred.
Houtu, who had still looked deranged, her gaze sinister and her manner on the verge of a rampage, suddenly shuddered upon hearing Gu Changqing's words.
Then an extraordinary light burst from her beautiful eyes, and she looked at Gu Changqing in disbelief.
Even the same words could hold entirely different meanings when they fell upon different ears.
Gu Changqing's words compelled Houtu to think further.
Was he talking about drinking?
No!
Houtu dimly realized that the heart of Gu Changqing's words lay instead in "letting it gather deep before it bursts forth."
Could it be... that Gu Changqing meant for me to endure?
To wait until another day, when a chance to break this impasse would come?!
Such thoughts ran through Houtu's mind.
Just then, Houtu keenly noticed something beneath Gu Changqing's seemingly drunken, wild, and unrestrained exterior.
For an instant, he suddenly cast her a meaningful glance.
It all happened in a flash, making Houtu almost believe she had imagined it.
Yet she was utterly certain.
Nothing Gu Changqing did would ever be meaningless.
Together with his seemingly profound words, it set Houtu's thoughts surging all the more.
For a time, she stood frozen, her expression shifting ceaselessly.
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