Jiang Wang finished bathing, dressed in clean clothes, and emerged from the bathroom refreshed and clear-headed.
Cleansing the body with water, washing the worldly dust from the heart.
Ignoring Xiaoxiao, who had come in with her head lowered to take away the old clothes, Jiang Wang made his way through the courtyard and entered the main hall on his own.
The sealed jar of Tiger Bone Wine was placed on the square table in the hall.
Back when they were in Fenglin City, under Du Yehu's influence, they also liked to gather together for banquets and drinks.
Jiang Wang was no stranger to fine wine.
He casually sat down at the square table, patted the wine jar, and his gaze suddenly fixed on something.
Beneath the wine jar, for some reason, there was a paper note pressed down.
Jiang Wang looked around, but didn't feel anything unusual.
He directly pulled out and unfolded the note, which had only three words on it—"Don't drink it."
