It's rare to get drunk together, or perhaps it's just rare to be confused.
When he woke up the next day, the Pan Peach Holy Meeting had already started.
Xu Zimei didn't know when he had been moved onto a bed made of intertwined plant vines.
He opened his eyes, and Wang Ze was right there watching over him.
"What time is it?" he asked.
"It's already noon," Wang Ze replied with a smile.
"Has the Pan Peach Holy Meeting started?" Xu Zimei was taken aback.
"Why didn't you wake me up?"
"It started a while ago, but don't worry, it's fine if we go now," Wang Ze said with a smile.
"Before the Pan Peach Holy Meeting begins, it's basically all about formalities and rituals, which I figure you wouldn't like.
Eating the Pan Peaches happens in the afternoon."
"That works," Xu Zimei nodded.
His main purpose was the Pan Peaches and to meet the Queen of the West to seek an inheritance, everything else wasn't as important.
