Qiao Mu grabbed his sleeve and tried to snatch the wine from his hand.
Yet the Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal merely raised his arm in amusement as he attempted to pinch her small expressionless face with his other hand. "Little kids should look like little kids. What's the use of keeping your face taut all day?"
"I'm a grown up!" Qiao Mu's petite face remained taut. She turned around and flashed to dodge his fingers, hollering, "Your family is the one that is all little kids!"
"Tsk." The Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal simply held up the wine jug and started chugging the wine, "glug-glug, glug-glug," until it was bottoms up.
Qiao Mu glared at him coldly.
"Give me two more jugs!"
"There's no more!"
"You liar!" After flitting to her side, Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal spread out his slender jade-white fingers and shook them in front of her. "We had come to an agreement just now. I'll tell you my name, and you give me wine."
