Turns out it really is an old friend in a foreign land, and at the complicated Southern Front no less—rare and delightful, because for me, this kind of "old friend" is far more dependable than other people here.
Besides, Zhang Qian and Gan Lin aren't just old acquaintances to Shen Hao; they're also companions on Jiang Cheng's boat. They've helped each other countless times before.
"Come on, bottoms up!"
The three tea cups aren't filled with tea, but Wuliangye; the scent of liquor fills the Public Office, and with the hot and humid weather, even with the help of Cultivation, all three are sweating buckets.
Drinking booze with tea cups in the study—few people could pull this off.
Shen Hao downed his cup in one gulp, fanned himself a few times, and laughed, "How come you two big brothers had time to drop by little brother's place?"
