"Today is truly worth a toast!"
Qing Ming, the great and venerable, finally began to speak again, his face full of amiable warmth.
As the leader of the Nine Colors supremes and the legendary figure of the continent for millions of years, Qing Ming's status had long been recognized and unshakeable.
At his words, everyone immediately put down their chopsticks and listened intently.
This also resulted in the distinct "gulp gulp" sounds becoming particularly jarring.
It happened to be Feng Yin and Dong Xiaoyan who had just simultaneously raised their cups and drained them.
When everyone turned to look, the two still hadn't swallowed the wine and were holding it in their mouths, their cheeks puffed out, eyes wide as they stared back at everyone.
In their eyes was nothing but innocence.
"Pfft..."
Lady Dong couldn't hold back a laugh that was both amused and exasperated.
