In the living room of the Lu residence.
Gu Jin entered and glanced at Feng Jue, who was sleeping prone on the table.
Feng Jue's eyes were closed and his face was flushed with drunkenness as the corners of his lips curled up into a smile.
Gu Jin slowly poured a glass of cold water and said coldly, "Do you need me to sober you up?"
Feng Jue instantly opened his eyes and stood up. His bright eyes were clear and bright as he smiled gently, "There's no need for you to worry. Sister has already sobered me up."
Gu Jin sneered, "Could a metahuman martial artist get drunk after drinking a bottle of whiskey?"
Feng Jue laughed heartily, "I was intoxicated because of my sister. Moreover, my sister also discovered it in the end but she didn't say anything."
Relying on his sister's indulgence, he kept shrinking the distance between them.
Gu Jin's knuckles cracked.
She licked her lips, her eyes cold and wicked. "A fight?"
