Ningchuan.
At dusk.
Elder Zhuo called in the dean, and the two of them opened a bottle of ten-year-old white wine treasured by Elder Zhuo.
"Tonight, we won't leave until we're drunk!" Elder Zhuo's eyes glistened.
The dean still didn't know what had happened, but seeing Elder Zhuo so emotional, he raised his glass to join him.
Lifelong comrades, no matter the occasion, tonight, he would stand by him through it all!
With a glass downed, Elder Zhuo poured another glass, placing it beside him.
Then he poured himself another glass.
The dean noticed a medal on the table, one for exceptional merit, extremely precious!
Elder Zhuo raised his glass, tears streaming down his face, "Jingyu, you brought together a good guard! A truly good guard! A guard who changed the era! The Viper is wiped out! Your revenge is fulfilled!"
After speaking, Elder Zhuo clinked glasses and drank it all.
Only then did the dean sense something, hurriedly asking, "What on earth happened, Old Zhuo!"
