Zou Yanpeng handed a glass of wine each to An Mingji, Jin Bai, and Qiao Wenming.
He picked up a glass of wine himself too.
A bit tipsy, Zou Yanpeng said boldly, "Tonight, under such a beautiful moonlight and lovely scenery, let's become sworn brothers. It's fate that brought us together. From now on, we'll share fortune, and in times of trouble, every man for himself! Come on, let's finish this drink!"
"Pfft!" Qiao Wenming burst out laughing.
Jin Bai, whose eyes were red from crying, looked astonished and slightly dazed by his words.
An Mingji raised his eyebrows slightly, staring at Zou Yanpeng.
At this point, he was certain that Zou Yanpeng was genuinely drunk.
This evening's gathering was coming to an end.
An Mingji twirled the glass in his hand, waiting for more of Zou Yanpeng's incoherent talk.
