"Hey, you brat! You show off drinking with other people, but with your ancestor, you sip one cup at a time. The cup is mine, the jar is yours. Drink up!"
Mu Bai shook his head helplessly. This was his own ancestor, after all. What else could he say? He lifted the wine jar and drained it in one go.
"Drink, drink. Never mind the women. Your ancestor will go back with you. We'll go see our little Tribe, see that sea, those mountain forests, the sun and moon..."
The mention of the Tribe touched an eternal wound in Mu Bai's heart. Without the Artifact Spirit Ancestor urging him to drink, he drank without stopping, until at last he collapsed onto the table with a thump.
"Heh, foolish boy, this is all your ancestor can do for you. If the man doesn't get drunk, the woman has no chance." Gritting his teeth, the Artifact Spirit Ancestor hoisted Mu Bai over his shoulder and left the hall for Ye Wan's room. "Women are there to be conquered. Tame her until she's utterly obedient, and see if she doesn't meekly listen to you in everything..."
Truly, people grew cunning with age, just as ancient trees became spirits. Methods for dealing with women also required accumulated experience.
Ye Wan opened the door and saw the Artifact Spirit Ancestor carrying Mu Bai with a wicked grin. She was still angry, but she could hardly refuse to take him. She could only help him onto the bed and pour tea to sober him up.
"Oh, don't give him any more to drink. His belly is full of wine, and now tea too? Do you think he's some great river? It's getting late. Hurry up and rest. Don't sleep until the sun is three poles high