Wood chips swept through the table with dust.

There was a depressing atmosphere in the room.

Pan Xi chased the red-haired man who was snatching the door and disappeared at the corner of the door, "Zhanhao, stop me, tell me clearly..."

"Everyone...you...don't drink anymore, okay...San'er's death," Bai Shu lowered her eyes, "It has nothing to do with you..."

"I know, it has nothing to do with me," Ling Zhongsheng calmly withdrew his gaze, and even a Yu Guang was unwilling to give it to the woman beside him, "He died to save you."

"I whimper!"

Ling Zhongsheng's words seemed to hurt him. Bai Shu picked up the long sword beside the table and shed tears and rushed out of the door. In another blink of an eye, she had disappeared.

"Oh!" Ling Zhongsheng slapped the wine bowl in his hand heavily.

The remaining wine in the bowl rippled with the force from his hands. The man reflected in the bowl shook his head, and he was already a little drunk.

Ling Zhongsheng always knew that he could not drink enough, but when he saw Bai Shu crying in front of him, he couldn't control his anger.

If San'er was not trying to protect this self-righteous woman, today he wouldn't have to sit here alone to drink bitter wine.

"Tsk, my mind is dizzy. It seems that I can't drink anymore." Ling Zhongsheng pushed away the wine bowl and lay on the soft backrest of the seat.

He just wants to have a sleep now, but hopes that he can find a moment of peace in his sleep.

With a "bang", the empty door of the private room was pushed open by a huge force.

Ling Zhongsheng suddenly woke up, but because of his drunkenness, his vision was blurred. He saw a man standing at the door, as if he had a long and terrifying scar on his face. He had to look closely, but he couldn't see clearly.

"Who are you...?" This is Landu. No one on the mainland will rage on the territory of Shangli Academy, so Ling Zhongsheng is not worried about his own safety.

He let his mind be confused by drunkenness, lazily stretched out one hand to support his chin, and greeted the other person in a frivolous tone unique to the drunkard.

"Come on, brother, come and have a drink with me! I'm treating you to this table, don't be polite... Just eat it!" As he said, he patted the seat beside him.

"Oh? So you are Ling Zhongsheng," Gu Xinyan gently groped through the scar on her face, shook her eyes on the dishes covered with dust on the table, and chuckled, "Senior Ling, when you first met, did you invite someone to eat this kind of thing?"

After saying that, he was not ashamed and sat directly on the chair that Ling Zhongsheng had just pointed.

Ling Zhongsheng, who was drunk, was quite unhappy with Gu Xinyan's words and directly slapped her thin shoulders. This touch made him feel a little strange.

"Pretentious! You guy, haven't you said it all? This is the first time we met! When we meet someone invites you to dinner, you start to pick and choose..."

Ling Zhongsheng stretched out a finger and stood in front of Gu Xinyan's eyes, and suddenly leaned his face closer to her, shaking his head and said, "Brother tells you as a person who has experienced it. Don't do whatever you want in front of you just like you are at your own home. There is no harm in being appropriately humble. Especially now, the person who talks to you is still the senior in the college!"

"Oh, what advice do you have, dear Senior Ling?"
Chapter completed!