The drunkard was pushed aside as he looked at Xiao Chengfeng finish up the rest of the wine. He pursed his lips helplessly.
If he knew earlier, he would have poured a little of it into the gourd first. It was a waste for such a good wine to be finished just like that.
He felt a pang of pain in his heart.
The other one who felt pained was Zhou Yuanhai.
He felt a bit guilty and did not dare to fight over it with the Heavenly Palace. He thought that they would have left him some, but those people finished drinking all of it. They did not even leave him a single drop…
Xiao Chengfeng only noticed Zhou Yuanhai when he held the empty jar, "Cultivator Zhou, I'm sorry. We got too obsessed with drinking and forgot to leave you some."
