"I really owe you one," Yang Qing told Zhang Rei.
"You do," Zhang Rei said smugly. "I will accept payment in... wine..." he immediately added, smiling.
"I'd expect nothing less from a traitor," Yang Qing said jokingly. "With how much of a creature of habit you are, I'm guessing you'll want Yi Jie's brew?"
"You know me well, old friend," Zhang Rei said, raising his wine cup at him, as if in toast for Yang Qing knowing him so well. Bringing the cup in for a sip, he said, "Well, Yi Jie's, and maybe one or two brews from White Baobab."
"I can't believe Longwei really pulled it off," Zhang Rei added, sighing sentimentally.
"It still amazes me to this day," Yang Qing chimed in, swirling his wine and sighing with the same amazement and gratification as Zhang Rei.
"That silly dream we had in our first year, coming to life... who would have thought," Yang Qing added with emotion, before taking a full swig from his wine.
He immediately refilled it, and Zhang Rei's as well.
