"The alcohol is here!"
Master Mo hurried in. There was no strong liquor in the School Clinic, so Master Mo had specifically sought out the Spirit Institute Director, spent a considerable effort in persuasion, and finally tricked him into giving this jar of liquor.
The alcohol had arrived, but where were the people?
Xin Lin was nowhere to be seen.
Looking over at Master Ji beside him, Master Mo sighed, pouring out the jar of liquor onto the ground.
"Old pal, it's not in vain that we met. To Heaven, to Earth, and to our twenty years of friendship."
Master Mo poured out half of the jar, then drank the remaining half in one go.
It had been twenty years since she had nestled herself in Purple Cloud City.
Beauty like jade, sword like a rainbow.
In a daze, as if living in another world.
Outside, the world must have changed dramatically, unknowable as it is now.
She let out a loud burp, the jar in her hand smashing onto the ground, creating a crisp sound.
Bang bang bang—
