"If you're going to cause trouble, you'll have to bear the consequences," Bu Fang serenely said before letting out a burp.
He was leaning his shoulder against the door board while holding a porcelain wine cup with two fingers. His expressionless face was flushed from the alcohol and his eyes half-closed from tipsiness appeared very flirtatious.
Tian Xuzi's face immediately scrunched together when he smelled the burp. He took a few steps backward and coldly glared at Bu Fang.
Then, a cold smile appeared on his lips as his hair and beard started fluttering and sword energy appeared behind him.
"So what if I am going to cause trouble? If I don't get to drink this wine tonight, I'll tear down your store!" Tian Xuzi said. As he formed a sword-finger gesture with his hand, the longsword on his back emitted a melodious trill and shot out of its scabbard. It flew around a few times in the air before stopping above his head.
