"Little friend Song Shuhang is really impervious to reason while drunk." Thrice Reckless Mad Saber secretly wiped the sweat off his forehead. It was a stroke of luck that little friend Song Shuhang fell to the ground after getting drunk. Otherwise, he would have likely looked for a bonfire to 'cremate' him.
He just wanted to tease little friend Song a little, but got almost cremated in the process.
Just as Thrice Reckless Mad Saber was in deep thoughts, True Monarch Fallout arrived next to him and squatted down, propping him up. "Fellow Daoist Thrice Reckless, how are you?"
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber sighed with emotion, and said, "I almost died."
"It is a relief that you didn't die. Otherwise, I wouldn't know whom to give this list." True Monarch Fallout laughed, and took out a long bill, handing it over to Thrice Reckless Mad Saber.
"What is this thing?" Thrice Reckless Mad Saber asked.
