Zhou Li clasped his hands in return and replied with a genial and elegant smile, "It's good that you are back! I've prepared a feast with our third ancestor and Jing Heng in the Mountain City ahead of time, just to welcome you back and dust off the road. Let's not rest until we've had our fill of drink!"
"Brother Zhou, it won't be easy to get me drunk! Only if that fine wine is the Drunk Immortal Drink, hidden away for a thousand years," Zhao Sheng said jokingly.
"Haha, you hit the nail on the head! It is indeed the Drunk Immortal Drink. Each of us having a jar, we shall enjoy to the fullest. Remember, all the sages of old were lonely; only the drinkers leave their names behind!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Li suddenly clasped his hands together, laughing heartily, a rare uninhibited side showing before others.
Just then, the neglected Zhao Jingheng suddenly stepped forward, bowed slightly to Zhao Sheng, and said with a serious tone, "Jing Heng greets Second Uncle."
