The carriage hurried away.
The river fish from the Azure Dragon River was exceptionally delicious, and Bai Mo couldn't stop thinking about it.
So, he decided to spend the night at a riverside tavern to savor the taste once more.
As the first stars appeared, Xue Ning and the other man did not share Bai Mo's high spirits.
No matter how good the river fish was, they had grown tired of it after so many years.
In a flurry of activity, they closed up shop early and rushed home, immediately starting to rummage through their things.
"Where's my aged wine? I need to go visit Brother Ling and ask him about a few things."
Xue Ning's wife put down their child and helped him find the thirty-year-old vintage, chiding him as she did.
"You hardly ever go out, so you have no idea what's going on in the world."
"And now look at you, panicking when things get serious. I just hope nothing goes wrong..."
Xue Ning grew irritated listening to her.
