Looking at all the alcohol on the table, Xie Meiling could only twist her mouth and look at the carefree Xie Qing.
"Hmpfh! Son, you really are a drunkard. Although a cultivator's body is strong enough, you shouldn't burden yourself with alcohol," she said, wrinkling her nose and looking disapprovingly at him. "Did Xu Mei teach you this?"
"Oh, come on, Mom. I'm a grown man, it's about time I got married, you know?" Xie Qing said, rolling his eyes and looking away from his mother's sharp gaze. "Today is a beautiful day! Let's drink!"
"Hmph!"
Although Xie Meiling was displeased, she couldn't deny that her boy had grown into a man and could now keep her company in drinking. As she watched Xie Qing's graceful movements as he raised his glass, a faint smile appeared on her lips as they clinked glasses together.
