Ying Yaoshi's abrupt announcement that the party was over took Shen Shiye by surprise, but he didn't dwell on it. He immediately organized the crowd to give General Ying a respectful send-off.
Ning Xuan had been toasted by one person after another. Although she only had a little each time, she couldn't keep up with the sheer number of toasts. The sips added up, and the wine, brewed from rare Exotic Plants, had a strong kick. Ning Xuan was starting to feel a little tipsy.
Ning Xuan felt light and floaty, a pleasant warmth spreading through her. Since it wasn't an unpleasant sensation, she didn't bother trying to sober up.
"Xuanyuan, let's go. I'll help you," Ying Yaoshi said, extending a hand to Ning Xuan.
Ning Xuan chuckled and slapped his hand away. "I don't need any help. You're the one who needs it, aren't you?"
