Gu Yu was fidgeting.
Well, maybe not, but he felt a tightness at his chest that he could not describe. He felt his heart was weighed down by a chunk of lead, making it difficult to breath.
After bidding Tan Chongdai farewell, he went back to Bai Town immersed in such an emotion. He was so overwhelmed that he only came to himself when he was up on the mountain and saw the familiar landscape again.
"Give him a hand. Give him a hand. Be careful, this is the newest sake the old master just developed. Don't spill it!"
In the courtyard of the brewery, Guo Fei was standing on the side, instructing two young helpers carrying the wine jars into the cellar. The old man Gao Mingde was not even here. With all the training of the past year, Guo Fei was capable enough to handle most situations on his own.
