"Tiger, if you listened to me, you wouldn't persuade me anymore. I'm already fed up with the fighting and killing in the Jianghu. Even though I'm no longer involved in it, my legend still exists in the Jianghu, and that's enough." Fang Yu said contentedly as he sipped his drink.
Yan Hu's expression turned somber, feeling reluctant about Fang Yu's remarks. He understood Fang Yu's personality - once he made up his mind, it was very hard to change it.
"Brother Yu, I'm not good at giving speeches; it's all in the drinking." Yan Hu lifted his glass and downed the drink in one go.
The two men drank a few more cups, cracking jokes and making merry.
At eight in the evening, after having his fill of food and drink, Fang Yu stood up and said, "I need to go."
"Why not stay for the night?" Ji Qiubai said with a smile, "We haven't seen each other for eight years; we should have a good catch up."
Yan Hu laughed in agreement.
