Pei Jinye glanced at him. "It's up to you. For me, any news is all the same."
After saying that, he continued writing about the techniques that each member needed to pay attention to.
Zhao Master watched him and, unable to help himself, smiled wryly, pulled over a stool, and sat down beside him.
He set down the bag in his hand and added, "Three meat dishes, one vegetable, one soup—don't complain it's too little."
He then opened a bottle of wine.
"I got this from my master. This is a century-old brew, and I could only get it in your name; otherwise, he wouldn't want to give this wine to me."
Then he poured two glasses of wine for both Pei Jinye and himself.
