By the time Bai Ruozhu returned to the private room, Jianqi was nearly unable to sit still. Gao Zhou waved his hand and said, "No more drinking, no more drinking, I'm about to get drunk. Come on, let's go, I'll escort you back, so those damned pups won't bother you again."
Perceiving the strong protective tone in his voice, Bai Ruozhu couldn't help but smile delightedly. "If we really encounter them, will senior use his fan to send people flying again?"
"The fan is almost broken, next time I'll throw a silver ingot, I'm not short on money," boasted Gao Zhou with a swagger.
Bai Ruozhu raised an eyebrow, feeling an extraordinary rapport with Gao Zhou, but something seemed a bit off?
She immediately called Muyu to help Jianqi, then followed Gao Zhou downstairs.
This was the first time Muyu had seen the usually stoic Jianqi acting like a drunken fool. Muyu couldn't help but laugh, only to be stepped on harshly right after. He almost cried out in pain.
