Meng Fuyao gritted her teeth, glaring at him. Had she really described him as clean, pure, sparkly and flawless just a moment ago?
Zong Yue maintained a calm expression on his face.
After some thought, Meng Fuyao smiled.
"The pot is indeed empty, but I did not see any Vessel of Spring. And robber, you say? I am a wanderer that you had welcomed to stay for the night. Have you heard of anyone inviting a plunderer into their carriage to journey together?"
She finished with a crisp tone, clapping her hands and preparing to leave upon finishing her sentence. "As for the disappearance of your wine… ask your tummy," she advised with a laugh.
"King De is temperamental and will take revenge, no matter how small an offense," Zong Yue's calm voice reached her ears.
"So?"
"He's sure to fly into a rage when he finds out that someone has gobbled down his life-saving wine. Yeah… heard that his troop, Scarlet Wind, is trained to track and assassinate…"
