Gao Fei tilted his head back, pouring the wine from the cup into his mouth; the spicy liquid slowly flowed down his throat into his stomach. "Snap!" Gao Fei placed the empty wine cup on the table, then laughed and said, "The sky's high and the emperor's far away! I can do whatever I want, eat well, live well, play well, even the lord of the city doesn't have as carefree a life as you."
"Those words are a bit harsh," Feng Chen's face changed: "Today's lavish banquet is only because of the Imperial Envoy's visit. Normally, my meals are very simple. If you don't believe me, you can ask others."
"Don't be nervous, I was just speaking off the cuff, nothing more," Gao Fei said, picking up the wine jug to refill the empty cup.
Here it comes again! Feng Chen cursed inwardly, what a thing to scare me.
"Come on, let's drink!" Gao Fei raised his cup.
"I toast to you, sir," Feng Chen picked up his cup and downed it in one gulp.
