Zhao Mi's drinking session with his father-in-law, Yang Huanzhen, lasted until halfway through Mao Hour.
During that time, several reclusive elders of the Zhao clan also appeared at the gathering, and they ultimately settled the Zhao Family's stance on the struggle for the origin eyes, as well as their attitude toward the Huang Family aunt and nephew.
Yet although this was supposedly a drinking session between father-in-law and son-in-law, Zhao Mi only drank the first cup his father-in-law poured him from beginning to end.
At dawn, the downpour weakened, and a fine drizzle drifted toward the human world like hazy immortal mist.
The Qian Family residence, Delusion Village.
Inside a quiet pavilion, the white-haired Qian Zhongge held a white Go stone and looked down at the board, playing against another elderly man of his age.
Ever since Second Uncle Li had caused an uproar at the Sun Family residence the previous night, everyone in Delusion Village had seemed a little abnormal. There was a father-in-law and son-in-law drinking first thing in the morning; there was the Li clan patriarch under "house arrest," who, with nothing to do, wanted to fire off a shot at dawn but unfortunately had no opponent; and there was Patriarch Qian, who had hurriedly invited a friend over to play Go before even eating breakfast...
In short, although the downpour made Delusion Village look quieter and more peaceful, beneath it lay a sense of surging undercurrents and treacherous upheaval.
"Listen, Old Qian, you invited me over to play Go at the crack of dawn, but you won't feed me, and you won't say a damned word... Are you testing me like I'm your grandson?" The elderly man seated on the eastern side wore white robes and sat at ease, stroking his pale beard with his