In the pitch-black dormitory hall.
Black Nose and Dark Circles were carrying a tripod furnace, "huffing and puffing" to the edge of the hall.
With a "clang," they set it down.
Opening the lid, there was an immediate "sizzle" of bubbles, a sour-sweet aroma of wine spreading across the hall.
In the hall, groups gathered—boasting, playing pitch-pot, practicing martial arts... all turned their heads, their dark red eyes gazing over.
"Eee ee ee?"
"Aoo aoo aoo?"
What is this?
They saw the Master approach the tripod furnace, grinning broadly.
"I'm in a good mood today, everyone have a little drink!
"This is plum sparkling wine, brewed for over a month and just finished, everyone come and drink!"
Bai Mo was indeed happy.
Calculating the time, the King of Darkness should be starting his potion by now?
He took a small cup and poured himself a drink.
"No one can drink more than this, only one small cup!"
...
"Can you drink?
"Tested it?"
