The young white coats faced Sister Meng's threatening gaze and immediately knelt down.
"I haven't heard anything, I only have one wish. Just one wish, hoping, hoping that I can see her again in the next life, sooner, a little sooner..."
"Hmph, you are threatening me!"
Sister Meng glanced at the ancient costume beauty beside her, who let out a muffled laugh.
The ancient costume beauty tried hard to suppress her laughter, a jug and cup of wine appeared in her hand out of thin air.
The white porcelain cup was painted with landscapes and rivers in blue, and when the wine was poured, the rivers seemed to flow.
The ancient costume beauty handed the cup to the young white coats.
The young white coats instinctively shrank back.
The ancient costume beauty's eyes were smiling, her lips slightly curving, yet her tone carried some temper: "If you don't drink, I'm afraid there won't be any good fruit to eat today."
