Xiong Liqing poured a bowl of water for Lord Zheng,
Lord Zheng picked up the tea bowl,
and made a mock toast to the drunkard.
"Oh my, oh my,"
the drunkard hurriedly stood up, holding his wine bowl in both hands, bowing with a smile, and said,
"Please, please."
Lord Zheng took a small sip, then put down the tea bowl.
The drunkard, on the other hand, drank his entire bowl of wine in one go, showing that not a drop was left before sitting back down.
At this moment,
the lady warrior unconsciously shifted her gaze onto Lord Zheng, and then onto Xiong Liqing.
Xiong Liqing was not an exceptional beauty, but her good temperament made the lady warrior slightly displeased, for in this regard, she felt completely overshadowed.
The scholar shook his head and said,
"Since we're out and about, we naturally shouldn't judge by social standing. This sword, well, I really do want to see it today."
The drunkard stroked his beard and said,
