"Okay!"
Situ Qingfeng laughed, glanced at the Western restaurant and said, "This place is where we're at, right? Drinking here just doesn't cut it, probably all wines and stuff inside. After all, nothing beats the sheer pleasure of our own baijiu!"
"You... After all these years, you haven't changed one bit! Do you still not drink wine?"
Hearing Situ Qingfeng's words, Xiao Yi couldn't help but laugh again. Situ Qingfeng was a quite the nationalist, something very few knew, but Xiao Yi was one of those few. Drinking only baijiu and speaking only Mandarin were his bold statements back in the day.
"Nope, that stuff is just not interesting."
Situ Qingfeng laughed, a glint of disdain flashing in his eyes.
"Alright then, today I'll accompany you to drink some really good liquor!"
