Sword Qi spilled in all directions!
As far as the eye could see, bamboo leaves fell in swathes through the grove without a breath of wind.
The mighty morning wind swept across heaven and earth.
The all-night drinking session finally broke up.
Zuo Xiaoduo and Li Chenglong had not been entitled to seats at this drinking session. They had bustled about, playing the role of housewives, even clearing away the mess on the dining table and around it. They cleaned every last corner until not a speck of dust remained.
At the very start of the drinking session, Ye Changqing had given them an absolute order: "I don't care what you do with that doghouse of yours, but this little courtyard must be kept clean and tidy at all times. If there's even the slightest slipup, heh heh..."
He made no attempt whatsoever to conceal the threat in his words!
Naturally, the two had fallen silent as cicadas in winter, shivering without being cold...
Ye Changqing and the others had long since gone back.
Now, only Wen Xingtian remained. He had never left.
He had kept sitting perfectly upright, a wine jar in one hand and a bowl in the other. He poured a bowl of wine, raised it before him, and said, "Fifth Brother Shi, please!"
Then he drained it in one gulp; then he paused, seemingly thinking about something. A few minutes later, he poured another bowl and drained it.
After everyone else had left, another eight or nine wine jars had actually piled up beside Wen Xingtian!
The more he drank, the more ashen his face became, and the sharper his gaze grew.
As Zuo Xiaoduo watched, the fear in his heart kept mounting. He did not even dare approach to dissuade him.
Sitting there, Wen