"I don’t drink," Zhao Pingtian said.
"I do," Ye Xiao said, "it is destiny that put us together. We must celebrate it with liquor. Besides, to listen to your story without liquor, it feels something is lacking. It would be boring."
Zhao Pingtian was shocked. He was stunned and then he said, "True. I will drink then."
He then took a jar of liquor and raised his head. Within seconds, he drank it up.
Ye Xiao was shocked. [What the hell! You said you don’t drink? This is more than you drink! No other man can drink if this is what you call don’t drink!]
Zhao Pingtian put down the jar and stared at Ye Xiao firmly. He said, "Feng Monarch, let me ask you. Can you really see Rou-Er? My Rou-Er?"
Ye Xiao operated the Yin Yang Eyes again and looked around Zhao Pingtian.
He saw a girl with softness in that grey fog looking back at him, with expectation.
