Huaizhou Prefecture spent two days in leisure, and aside from Bai Bufen's affair, the entire prefectural city was tranquil.
Just as Ling Wuce had mentioned before, the more the prefecture was guarded by cultivators from the Imperial Court, the less audacious the cultivators were.
During this time, Sikong Du made several trips back and forth, each time hollering to gather people for a drink.
At first, Han Yu found it hard to understand this guy's mindset; a person obstinate about drinking wine yet never missing it three times a day?
Later he discovered that this guy wasn't interested in the wine, but rather in the chopping knife in his hand.
After the third round of drinks, he would always ask to borrow the knife to play with for a while.
"If you like it, just take it; I really don't fancy drinking wine."
That day at noon, it was still the same tavern, the same spot, but the original three-person seating now only had Han Yu and Sikong Du left.
