As everyone was left dumbfounded, Liu Zixuan had already left the Punishment Hall without any intention to clean the hall anymore, returning alone to the Peach Blossom House.
Before he even reached the courtyard gate, he heard the sounds of someone cursing inside.
"My goodness, what kind of alcoholic did I run into? What originally could have lasted me half a year of drinking was finished in just a few days!"
"Liu Zixuan, you scoundrel! This was Peach Blossom Brew I've been hiding for decades!"
No need to guess, it was Qing Lao who had returned.
Liu Zixuan cheerily walked into the courtyard, laughing, "Just got back from a few days down the mountain, how come you've turned into such a whiner over a few bottles of wine?"
"What do you know? That's Peach Blossom Brew, the only one of its kind in the world!" Qing Lao grumbled, carefully lifting a cup to take a sip, as though afraid to spill a drop.
