When Fellow Villagers Meet, Their Eyes Brim with Tears-Six Thousand Words

"Luzhou Laojiao, Fenjiu, Xifeng, Zhu Ye Qing, Men Dao Lv, Jiannanchun, Yanghe Daqu, Niulanshan, Hongxing Erguotou—hey, hey, Brother Dong, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying again? If something's going on, say it. Don't scare your brother."

"I... I..."

Hearing those familiar names, Ji Dong was already streaming with tears.

The intense excitement and turmoil in his state of mind left him somewhat unable to speak.

He knew that those places absolutely did not exist on Douluo Continent, and those names would never appear there either.

Right now, there was only one thought in Ji Dong's mind: Qian Chaoguang was very likely from the same place as him!

Looking at Qian Chaoguang's anxious face, he could not hold back for a moment, and authentic Chinese slipped out of his mouth: "Odd changes to even, unchanged!"

"Signs look at the quadrant."

Qian Chaoguang picked up the second half of the line in Chinese with complete naturalness.

Only after a full second had passed since he finished did he pretend to belatedly realize it, his expression changing drastically as he looked at the person before him in utter shock.

"Brother Dong, you... you! Don't tell me..."

Ji Dong smiled.

He smiled with extreme joy.

He smiled with incomparable delight.

He spoke again: "Imperial Jade Liquor."

"...A hundred and eighty a cup?"

"How is this liquor?"

"Listen while I boast it up for you."

This time, the expression on Qian Chaoguang's face became even more horrified, while the expression on Ji Dong's face became even more delighted.

Only, what he did not know was that Qian Chaoguang, who was currently putting on a storm of acting, had actually just let out a breath of relief in secret.

That line was a little too old—so old it was two years older than him.