"Oh, I remember, you mean that..."

Zhao Rong pricked up his ears and listened to the "whispered" discussions at the table next to him. He roughly sketched out the whole story in his mind, sighed, and observed a moment of silence for his distant relatives.

Not long after, the people at the table next to him changed the topic and talked about how not long ago, on a certain ferry, there was a stupid scholar with no strength to control the chicken.

In the drama, the Prince of Hell in the Sikou Mansion rescued a charming little fox demon. Later, when the little fox demon saw that his benefactor was ordinary in appearance, he only left a hasty sentence: "I will definitely be a cow and a horse in my next life to repay you."

He ran away, leaving the scholar alone and dejected.

When Zhao Rong heard this, he almost spat out the food in his mouth. What did this rumor mean? Putting aside the idiot and the hot-blooded man for the time being, what the hell is "my benefactor has an ordinary appearance"? Why is my appearance so ordinary!

Okay, a little bit, but I have a good temperament...

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched as he listened to the roar of laughter from the people at the table next to him. He shook his head and glanced at Liu Sanbian awkwardly but without leaving any trace. He felt relieved when he saw that he was eating the food with a normal expression, as if he had not heard anything.

He took a breath and didn't take it seriously.

But at this moment.

Suddenly, a charming maid came over, holding a bottle of wine that looked expensive just by looking at the bottle. She placed it next to Zhao Rong's hand, slowly applied a blessing, and said softly:

"There is a distinguished guest there who has given you a bottle of Drunken Sword Immortal as a gift to the young master. He asked your servant to bring it to you. I hope the young master will not refuse."

Zhao and Rong looked in the direction indicated by the maid, and saw a bearded man in the corner not far away, drinking heavily alone.

Zhao Rong looked carefully and had some impression that when he rescued "Su Dahuang" on the ferry in the morning, he seemed to be among the crowd around him. He seemed to be drinking wine with a wine gourd in his hand, so he felt sorry for him.

A little more impressive.

When the bearded man saw Zhao Rong and Liu Sanbian looking at them, he grinned and raised the wine bottle.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but smile. He had seen the Drunken Sword Fairy with a very high price on the menu before looking at the pot.

At this time, Liu Sanbian had already brought it up with a smile and gave it to himself and Zhao Rongman.

The three of them raised their glasses.

Drinking without words.

The joy of life lies in understanding each other,

When we meet, we have wine and teach you how to pour it.
Chapter completed!