At night!
Zhao Feng's trusted aides were on duty outside the camp, while inside it was bustling.
All the old brothers were drinking merrily.
Apart from a batch of wine bought from the Immortals' Liquor House, most of it was ordinary wine of this era.
After all, supplying more than sixty thousand sharp warriors at once, the fine wine from the Immortals' Liquor House was not enough, and Yunzhong City had yet to have an Immortals' Liquor House established.
Even though he possesses power now, Zhao Feng was still very cautious. It was better not to expose the Immortals' Liquor House.
Zhao Feng sat at the center of the camp, not distancing himself from the old comrades who had fought together. He accepted anyone's toast with composure.
"Subordinate congratulates General Zhao Feng on his joyous wedding."
"Congratulations to the General."
"Hahaha, I also offer my congratulations."
