Finally, the Moon God understood what Yu Ziqing was doing.
Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He suddenly felt that it would be better to let Yu Ziqing open the topics in the future. His thinking was too restricted by his own knowledge, it was quite serious.
He simply couldn't come up with such tactics.
Yang made a hand gesture, just as he was about to speak, he saw the Moon God ask.
"Do you have any wine that can intoxicate deities?"
"..."
Yang was silent for a moment, then shook his head.
"I don't have such a thing."
He rummaged through his collection, which included some wine gifted by Zhang.
With a wave of his hand, a pile of wine jars fell to the ground.
"Only these are left, the Moon God can have a taste."
The Moon God pointed a finger, and a wine jar automatically opened, the wine transformed into a thin stream, continuously flowing into her mouth.
Yang pondered over how to phrase his words, he had to abandon his previous ideas.
