This time, Second Master Zhao heard more clearly. He turned around with hazy eyes looking at Li Yifei, feeling more familiar with him. He stopped moving, looked at Li Yifei, picked up a bottle of wine beside him, took a couple of swigs, and said, "Who are you? Did I call you here today? Damn it."
"I see Second Master Zhao often forgets things. After all your scheming against me recently, do you not remember who I am?" Li Yifei walked over to the drunkard, picked a bottle of champagne, twisted it open with his fingers, poured half a glass, and started to drink as well.
Second Master Zhao shook his head vigorously to clear his mind. When he looked at Li Yifei again, his body suddenly shivered. Even in his stoned state, Second Master Zhao still remembered Li Yifei.
