"Come on, Friend Lu, try this aged brew of mine. It's been maturing for nearly a decade."
In the home of Daoist Wu, the two were, deep in their cups.
Lu Xuan swirled the golden ling wine in his silver glass. As he moved, the heaviness and richness of the wine aroma drifted out.
"I can hardly believe that our neighbor, Wang Shan, a patrol guard from the Enforcement Hall, was actually corrupted by a demon envoy. Luckily, it was discovered early, and it didn't affect us neighbors."
Putting down his wine glass and thinking of the possible consequences, Daoist Wu shivered.
"Yes, if the demon envoy hadn't been promptly discovered and annihilated, it would be hard for us living nearby to ensure our own safety."
Lu Xuan echoed.
"These worthless Enforcement Hall guards. They've been watching our area, making it inconvenient for us to do anything."
