It was already dark when Dong Yuelan returned.
Her cheeks were flushed, and she reeked of alcohol. Her eyes were hazy with intoxication, and her gait was unsteady.
Zhu Ju sighed helplessly.
It seemed every Sect had one—someone who loved wine more than life itself.
Xu Hanzhi of the Bright Void Sect was one.
And so was Dong Yuelan, a Dao Foundation Cultivator second only to one and above tens of thousands in the Hundred Flowers Sect.
Come to think of it.
She had actually contributed quite a bit to getting the Bright Void Sect's Spirit Wine business on track back in the day.
"I may be a drunkard, but I don't neglect my duties."
Seeing Zhu Ju's strange expression, Dong Yuelan rolled her eyes, pulled over a stool, and sat down before speaking slowly:
